The New York Daily News – my favorite tabloid – ran an article today with the rather lengthy title of Lady Gaga Has a Message for Internet Trolls Who Body Shamed Her during Super Bowl Halftime Performance.
I have no objection to the article itself but I’ve grown tired of the term “body shaming” because that’s NOT what’s going on. Let’s look at the definition of shame as it pops up on Google:
As you can see, the definition is based upon a “consciousness of wrong or foolish behavior.” Boom, there you have it – not having the stomach of a supermodel is not wrong or foolish behavior. She is in better shape than 80-90% of us, so there is no need for humiliation, mortification, chagrin, embarrassment, etc, because of this, so she cannot – and apparently was not – “shamed” (plus, I happen to find a bit of a belly endearing, especially given that I have a bit of one myself).
What people are doing is insulting Lady Gaga and that is simply rude.
Here’s how Richard Wilson, the namesake of An Ordinary Man views it:
Liz had stopped wearing two-piece suits long ago, rejecting Richard’s argument that the slight slackening of her belly after bearing Sean was unavoidable but also sort of sexy, and wore a tight maillot. It pushed her breasts up and the high cut to the leg extended her toned thighs while flattening the offending belly. She looked good. There were two other families at the pool and one of the husbands was not shy about enjoying proximity to a woman considerably more attractive than his own wife.
Normal men do not demand perfection, whatever the hell that would be.