nez, vīrieši ir uzēdušies stīvenam kingam par fat-shamingu, tāpat kā dažas citas dažām citām? jo, srsly, galvenās šausmas viņa pēdējās desmitgades darbos (varbūt atskaitot revival) ir resnuma šausmas.

First, the fat-shaming. Hodges is described as being overweight by about 30 lbs. He (and everyone else) acted like being 30 lbs overweight was grotesque and detestable, and the mere fact of being overweight made him less worthy as a person. He acts like 30 lbs is a fucking coffin he was dragging around behind him. He doesn't understand why a woman would want to have sex with an old overweight slob such as himself - though with good reason there, because she sure the fuck didn't seem attracted to him. (But more on this in a minute.) This fat-shaming is something that I've quietly taken issue with before in King's writing - particularly in Thinner, where the main character was a WHOPPING 50 lbs overweight - but it felt especially aggravating on top of everything else in this book. The way Hodges' weight was harped on in this book, I was surprised that he could even stand, or walk around and function in society, what with all that extra tonnage he's carrying around. Being overweight is NOT the worst thing in the world, and continually slipping in little judgemental comments about size is fat-shaming, pure and simple, and it's fucking irritating. Maybe King didn't mean it to come across that way, and I hope that's the case, but there you go. It pissed me off.