A tongue-in-cheek look at what it means that Leftists want low production farming (no pesticides, no GMO, etc.) and have a new reverence for fat models.
In prehistoric times, back about 25,000 years ago, when starvation was the norm, the most revered female figures were fat, really, really fat, as you can see from these pictures of several Paleolithic Venuses. Similar ones can be found all over Europe and most ancient cultures have little fat feminine figures that were obviously meant for worship or luck:
These women were special — they were well-fed, healthy, and obviously fecund — unlike the scrawny, unhealthy ordinary people who worshiped avoirdupois from afar and with envy.
The Middle Ages were famous for (among other things), their sumptuary laws, the sole purpose of which was to use the power of the state to ensure that peasants didn’t look like aristocrats. The illustrations in Les Très Riches Heures du duc de Berry (circa 1416) illustrate nicely the divide between laborer and aristocrat (although the peasants were cleaned up for this exquisite book):
In Europe and America, this divide in clothing persisted for centuries, showcasing who was “in” and who was “out.”
One of the most interesting transformations in class distinctions came about with the rise of office girls. When poor people worked in the fields and people of stature didn’t work at all, the apex of feminine beauty was lily-white skin, a trend that lasted even as the lowest of low classes left the fields for 80 hour weeks in factories. The factory workers’ pallor was so unhealthy it could never be mistaken for the pearlescent glow of the idle rich.
Things changed, though, when young women left dusty, unhealthy factories and moved into offices. Suddenly, they too had white complexions. And because they were earning decent money, they could afford clothes that, at least from a distance, aped their “betters.”
So what happened?
The rich suddenly discovered sun bathing — especially sun bathing on the southern coast of France. A healthy glow was no longer pearly white; it was golden, sun-bronzed brown, a trend that ended only when skin cancer caught up with the idle rich.
The way I see it (and I’ll just remind you that I’m being tongue-in-cheek here), we’re being prepared for another division between the elite and the rest of us. I had this insight when I saw two tweets side by side. The first is one I already posted about today, which is the fact that, while organic food is more expensive than non-organic food, it’s not any healthier or safer. This reminded me of two other facts. The first is the elite Progressive hostility to GMO foods. Humans, of course, have genetically modified foods for thousands of years. Most of the produce we eat today would be unrecognizable to our ancestors. Modern GMO foods grow better, have natural pesticides, handle the journey from field to market and market to home better, and may have better nutritional qualities. Ultimately, they mean less money for more and better food. The elite are trying to destroy GMOs.
The other trend is, of course, the push to abandon fossil fuels. The elite think in terms of cars, but we all should think in terms of food production. The farms that feed the Western world are vast enterprises predicated on fossil fuels. Without them, the equipment that is able to plant, harvest, and transport vast quantities of food would vanish, taking the food with it.
If you combine the insistence on food without pesticides, without the benefit of genetic modification, and without the low costs of modern farming techniques and transportation, what you end up with is very expensive food. When food is very expensive, it becomes a scarce resource. Taken to its logical extreme, these elitist trends against food production mean that people in America will find themselves on the Venezuela diet. No longer will they be able to afford Safeway, let alone Whole Foods; suddenly, they’ll be dining on fricassee of rat ear.
I call it the hungering. This hungering will end up with ordinary people in America being very skinny.
So if the riffraff are skinny, what will the next generation of models look like? I predict they’ll look like this:
Supermodel eats a cake replica of her on the cover of Cosmopolitan pic.twitter.com/CzywTL1VZr
— Roosh (@rooshv) September 6, 2018
To say that the above young women are reminiscent of the Paleolithic Venuses is not meant to be fat shaming, because I’m not making any judgment about their health, beauty, sexual desirability, or anything else. It’s just a statement — and a reminder that the elite always likes to keep itself separate from the rest of us. My prediction for the future is that we little people will get the hungering, while the elite will flaunt the super fat models.