The comedian explains how staying at home offered a respite from abuse on the streets and feeling unwelcome in public spaces. But did it really have to take a global pandemic?
It was during a late-night, mid-pandemic Zoom call with my also-fat friend that we, almost whispering, admitted to each other that we were quite enjoying lockdown. Not the deaths and the government’s mishandling of the situation, nor having just lost all our income. “Obviously not that!” we would say, repeatedly. “Of course, we don’t enjoy those things.”
So what did we enjoy? It took us a while to figure out why we felt lighter, more confident. More at peace with ourselves … and our fat bodies. Eventually, one of us said: “I haven’t been shouted at in the street for a long time.”
