InFATdels, Meet Your New Friends Ana And Mia

There is no God but Allah, blessed be His name, but when it comes to the inFATdels, I’m willing to compromise if it gets them to shed the blubber. Enter the phenomenon of “pro-ana”:

Pro-ana refers to the promotion of the eating disorder anorexia nervosa. It is often referred to simply as “ana” and is sometimes personified by anorexics as a girl named Ana. The lesser-used term pro-mia refers likewise to bulimia nervosa and is sometimes used interchangeably with pro-ana.

Pro-ana organizations differ widely in their stances. Most claim that they exist mainly as a non-judgmental environment for anorexics; a place to turn to, to discuss their illness, and to support those who choose to enter recovery. Others deny anorexia nervosa is a mental illness and claim instead that it is a “lifestyle choice” that should be respected by doctors and family.

Pro-ana websites and forums are dedicated to helping women lose weight and get sexy by providing dieting advice, tips on suppressing hunger pangs, and helping them deal with the resentment and disapproval of their fat friends and family members. They also “thinspire” girls by posting pictures of skinny, attractive women.

As a lover of petite, submissive women, I consider pro-ana to be a positive development. In a world in which the crushing bulk of fat girls has blotted out the sun, one ray of light has snuck past to illuminate the darkness. Naturally, Western governments, in thrall to the Fat Satan, are against it:

In the United Kingdom, 40 MPs signed an early day motion tabled in February 2008 by the Liberal Democrats member for Cheadle, Mark Hunter, urging government action against pro-ana sites. The motion was timed to coincide with the UK National Eating Disorder Awareness Week.

In April 2008, a bill outlawing material which “provokes a person to seek excessive thinness by encouraging prolonged restriction of nourishment” was tabled in the French National Assembly by UMP MP Valérie Boyer. It imposes a fine of €30,000 and two years imprisonment (rising to €45,000 and three years if there was a resulting death) on offenders. Health minister Roselyne Bachelot, arguing for the bill, stated that “giving young girls advice about how to lie to their doctors, telling them what kinds of food are easiest to vomit, encouraging them to torture themselves whenever they take any kind of food is not part of liberty of expression.” The bill passed the National Assembly, but stalled in the Senate, where a June 2008 report by the Committee of Social Affairs emphatically recommended against such legislation and instead suggested early-screening programs by schools and physicians.

This is disgusting. How dare these jealous swine try to intimidate girls who want to look good for their men! Fortunately, none of these pro-fatty measures have succeeded… yet.

So inFATdels, if you want us to stop taunting you, if you want to attract a man who doesn’t smell like B.O. and microwavable tacos, make Ana or Mia your new best friend. Neither one will let you down, steer you wrong, or hurt you. To those who will curse me for encouraging eating disorders, I say that being stick-skinny beats being fat by a long haul. On a 1-10 scale of male arousal, where 10 is a stainless steel, full-height erection and 1 is a soft thimble, the average emaciated runway model is a 4 while the average fat girl is a 5i. That’s right — fat chicks are so repulsive, so boner-killing that using imaginary numbers is the only way to quantify their attractiveness.

I’ll end this post with a thinspirational picture:

By the way, Alessandra Ambrosio is pregnant with her second child. All the “waifish” models you mock are either happily married to great men and having kids or close to it. Think about that as you sit in your apartment alone shoving Haagen-Dazs in your maw, fatties.

A Message From Allah

What, praise be to Allah, brought on this porcine plague, this ever present bovine bestiality,  this acceptance of huge folds of fatty flesh, where rotundity is now the new normal, where finding a fold is all a warrior brother can expect out of an infidel  woman. How brothers, did we get here to this point where we are on the verge of our goal of conquering the American infidel to only be left with whale like women to make our polygamous wives?

Personally for me and with Allah’s guidance, I feel the Jihad to take over this country is going to have to wait for a while. We can’t as fanatic Muslim brothers take this country over and be left with the fat-ass women that these stupid Americans have allowed to grow fat beyond any boundaries of attractiveness. So, the course of our Jihad has to change for a while. Now we have to have a singular intifada to make sure that when we take over this country, there are no fat girls left. Allah commands that his holy warriors either have sex and sons with slender girls or become martyrs, where his goodness will reward them with 72 virgins. Thing is, Allah never tells us what these virgins will look like.

They have to look a lot better than what Haid D’Salaami is seeing here in America…Allah is Akbar, he will provide for his faithful warriors in the afterlife. And he told me personally in a vision what they will look like…

I wasn’t always the pious, fanatical Muslim warrior you see before you today. I was much like the majority of these spineless, soulless American men we see surrounding us. I took the same track that the godless infidel I used to be was expected to take. Good job, married, the white picket fence and a dog. But something happened shortly after I married what at the time was a lovely, slender young girl. Bodily expansion of my young wife started occurring almost immediately. I could see it happening daily, it was like she hooked up an air hose and added a few litres of air every day. Except this wasn’t air, it was increasing volumes of fat. A few years and eighty pounds later, I couldn’t stand anymore; I knew I had to get out and so I did. Even in my soulless, godless infidel state, I just couldn’t be seen with a fattie. Single life afterwards wasn’t much better, I was surrounded by land whales and if I did happen to cross paths with a slender girl, she was beset upon by doughy males like a young boy in a Pashtun village…

Then my world changed…I went to Europe…

Now your average European woman isn’t much different than your average American woman…except for the Muslim women. Europe has a sizeable Turkish population and the average one is slender and attractive. I know, I know they wear headscarves and voluminous robe type dresses for the most part, but believe me, those girls were HOT. Plus, they were deferential to their spouses, sweet natured and obviously took care of themselves.

After a month there, I started visiting mosques. During prayers one morning, I had an epiphany. It was like Allah himself visited my spirit and gave me a purpose. “Go back to the United States and tell your brothers that this fat epidemic must be eliminated. I have plans for that country and I will not tolerate an entire country populated with fat women. My warriors must be rewarded, and even though I am the great and merciful Allah, my eyes burn with the abomination that is the fat American woman.”

After an entire life filled with fat acceptance indoctrination, this message from Allah set my spirit to burning. The Jihad had to be waged until the porcine plague was eliminated or I was martyred in the holy endeavor…

As Allah is Akbar, as soon as I returned to the states, I found this site. A site with fellow warriors, all with a singular purpose, eradicate the fattie as the normal in this country or be martyred trying. So, what can we do? Actually a lot, number one, never ever be seen with one, number two, shame any woman that you know that has a bovine body shape and three, make fun of any woman that has excess corpulence during your daily business. And never, never, never date or have sex with one. That only tells the rest of the herd that it is possible to be fat as hell and still get laid.

There’s a very good command from Allah for that last reason. Remember I wrote earlier that Allah told me what our virgins would look like if we in our holy mission were martyred?  In the message that Allah sent me those many months ago during morning prayers, in his infinite wisdom, he told me “If you are martyred, your virgins will look a lot like the last woman you fucked”.

Allah is Akbar; take that warning very seriously…

The Glory That Awaits!

Many brothers have willingly heard the call to arms and have now dedicated themselves to this most holiest of wars, but they are still men, and there are many who still remain untouched by the light of Allah, who need to be shown what it is we fight for. They must see that there is hope, because for to long now they have been blinded by rolls of cellulite and flab.

This is but a fraction of the glory that awaits us, and all men, should be succeed in purging the Fat Satan and cleansing our world! Stare deeply my friends. Remember! Remember what a REAL woman looks like! Remember that REAL women are not adorned with short hair, sweatpants, and wide bodies as you would be fooled into thinking! Remember that there is a female form other then a the corpulent masses that besiege our eyes every day.

Peace be with you.

Occupy Fat Street

Earlier this year, my brothers began their struggle against the corruption and tyranny of Hosni Mubarak. Faced with punishments of torture and death, their jihad was one of the more successful efforts of the Arab Spring whose progress, although marred with much bloodshed and suffering, continues to this day.

I look back to my brothers as a source of inspiration for the American Winter I will share with my fellow Fat Girl Jihad Warriors, who have decided to protest until everlasting shame falls upon the obese American woman and her international sisters. Men need wives, as many as possible, and these wives must be fit, healthy, and attractive in order to bring more of Allah’s creation forth.

Therefore, I shall risk my reputation, my fortune, and possibly my green card so that America will no longer accept the crushing weight inside of its borders.

That’s why I call out to any man with a healthy libido — TO OCCUPY FAT STREET.

NO LONGER MUST MEN COVER THEIR EYES TO BLOCK OUT THE MONSTROSITY KNOWN AS THE AMERICAN WOMAN — either she must cover herself up in drab or perform strenuous cleaning duties in all of my chicken coops and fed only bread and water until her appearance becomes acceptable.

To accomplish this task, we must fight the infidels at their stronghold:

According to the Lancet, based upon the (utterly bogus) BMI, 68% of Americans are overweight or heavier. That’s more than two thirds! Imagine if all of these people had a new awareness. Imagine if all of these people (and their thin allies) began to see that fat wasn’t bad, that diets don’t work, that discrimination against fat people is wrong, and that people having a diversity of bodies is beautiful. Imagine the healing that could happen for all of us.

Behold, the demon who wrote such infectious nonsense:

Our enemy is formidable

If you have trouble fitting the blasphemer on your screen, I understand. Try increasing your resolution to 1600×1400 or more.

But this woman creature, and the millions like her it, are our God-sworn enemies. Satan’s spawn wish to do nothing but bring harm and misery to the world, so we must make our stand be known:

1. Only fat people are responsible for their fatness.
2. Fat people bring shame to everyone who is associated with them.
3. Improvement begins with the next meal, and workout.

Even though we may only be part of the 32% —


Lady, Are You Pregnant?

The American pig female is a fearsome sight, yes… and this western disease is spreading like a plague, deforming even our most beautiful sisters into hideous beasts.

Last month when I arrived in America I came upon a cow woman for the first time in my life. I, Yusuk Madiq, stood frozen in horror as the land beast waddled from merchant to merchant; drinking a slurpee and shoveling kabobs and hummus down her throat faster than Saif al-Islam Gaddafi went from reformed dictator to war criminal.

Then, I watched a young boy ask her with great panache, “Lady… Are you pregnant?”

Oh, my friends… the look on her face was worth fifty of the best camels I tell you.

God (peace be with him) does many strange things. Why does the fat woman exist?

I thought hard on this question for many long days and nights. The answer always escaped me…

Then, one day God finally spoke to me. He said that he created the fat woman as punishment for all the evil sinners and unbelievers in the world. How could I not see it before? To love fat is blasphemy.

This glorious truth had been passed on to me. His message is clear:

“Make holy war on all fat women.”

Allah is akbar, but he works in most mysterious ways.

Go now my brothers. Learn from this boy and make fat girl jihad in all four corners of the world!