There’s this article on Yahoo!: Wii Fit or Wii Fat?
So the game determines your health by calculating your BMI from your height and weight (and another stat?). But, “BMI is far from perfect but with children it simply should not be used. A child’s BMI can change every month and it is perfectly possible for a child to be stocky, yet still very fit.” (Tam Fry)
Well you learn something new every day.
I still don’t understand why Nintendo couldn’t put something on the box or in the box stating that. I mean, I didn’t know it. Teen magazines have BMI articles in issues quite often, and I know 12- or 13-year-olds read them, so I had no idea that younger people shouldn’t use them. I thought it was perfectly acceptable. (I’m not blaming teen mags. I’m just saying, that’s where I got my info from, and I didn’t know it’s not meant for kids.)
I’d always wondered why Natalie Portman wore heels. It would seem like a person like Natalie Portman, who is empowered and seeks knowledge and … I don’t know what else, would be against something so opressing and … not exactly demeaning … as heels.
I’m not totally against heels. I’d wear 2-inch heels if I ever found shoes I liked that were comfortable, and wouldn’t cause me to hurt my back or tendons or anything (if worn for a long time). But I won’t go higher than that. It seems stupid to me. Ruin parts of my body, just to look “better” by other people’s standards?
Take Sarah Jessica Parker. She hurt her ankle somewhat recently because she wears heels all the time, causing her tendons to weaken, so when she was running (in heels) there was just no strength to keep the pace. Seriously? She’ll give up the ability to run just for a few inches? I like to think that I can run, if I ever need to. (Living in L.A. … maybe I’d need to run from a gang shooting. Or a crazed driver. You never know.)
But then I read this article, where she says she feels like starting a revolution against heels. Yay! I’m not totally wrong about her! (Then one wonders how much say certain celebrities have in presenting themselves to everyone.)
(I say heels are oppressive and somewhat demeaning, only because my Ethnic Studies professor likened Western style of beauty to the burqa worn in the Middle East. She meant how women feel they need to dress in specific ways. But I think American women have more of a choice in the matter. We don’t have a group of people with guns ordering us to dress a certain way. Although I kind of agree with what she said, mainly because whenever I look in shoe stores I can’t find many nice non-killer heeled or even unheeled shoes.)
As a teenager, I would watch others starve themselves. I, on the other hand, was wishing I could be more voluptuous. But, alas, nothing worked: drinking milk, chest exercises, prayers, nothing. I was an odd-looking girl; I didn’t fit the American standard of beauty. I hated my appearance, and I hated me. Within my community, thin wasn’t always in, so few African-American males were interested in my narrow behind and flat chest. It wasn’t until I turned 19 that I began the long haul of self-acceptance. I became more aware that the media runs neck and neck with religion as the ‘opiate of the masses.’ I observed that males who would tease a woman for being too thin or too full-figured were probably just as jaded by their own inability to date the ‘ideal woman.’ In trying to assuage their own feelings of inadequacy, they tried to highlight [shortcomings] in others. Now, I’m happy with my shape — or lack thereof. I no longer hide underneath baggy clothing or think of getting breast implants, because, at long last, I accept myself.”
Whaaa? That doesn’t help much. O.< In fact, I don’t really know that anyone could get any help from that. Although I suppose you aren’t really meant to … completely … *shrugs* Ah well.