Dripping with Fat

Tribesfolk spared us and cared for us
for good reasons. Our reasons.
As age’s counterfeits, forerunners of the city,
we survived, and multiplied. Out of self-defence
we invented the Self.

It’s likely we also invented some of love,
much of fertility (see the Willensdorf Venus)
parts of theology (divine feasting, Unmoved Movers)
likewise complexity, stateliness, the ox-cart
and self-deprecation.

(Les Murray, Quintets for Robert Morley, New Selected Poems)

I distrust our lean times.
There is something deeply disgraceful about ‘exercise’ – the frank and open admission that I eat more than I need to, that I have consumed more energy than I need to perform my normal functions,
and have to run around pointlessly to compensate.
If you are going to be so flagrantly insensitive and unjust in your consumption, you should at least have the dignity to get fat. And rejoice.

Psalm 65:12Maybe, we should celebrate Fat more. The Fat Man cuts a proleptic figure along our magazine fashioned streets. (Not the morbidly obese – he drowns in an addiction)
He points to banquets yet to come, to feasts, to an utterly excessive excess.
He may or may not be the shape of faith fed on grace.

Maybe that’s all just a bit foolish,
But there is much to a theology of Fat.

You crown the year with your goodness; and your paths drip fat.

(Psalms 65:12 My Translation – and yes, that’s exactly what the Hebrew says…)

2 thoughts on “Dripping with Fat

  1. All those hot lunches…

    I run and ride because I love to move and feel the beauty of being a creature.

    Also the NT employs training and running as a metaphor for the Christ-like life… is this an intrusion of the Greek gymnasium?


  2. The more I think about it, the more I agree that movement is key to understanding ourselves as creatures. I've been circling 😉 the idea for a while.

    Ironically, after writing this I got really sick for a week, which was exacerbated by the fact that I'm pretty unfit and need to do some exercise. So, I think I need to get over myself.

    And finally, the training and running metaphors are definitely from a Hellenistic background but I wonder whether they had pretty thoroughly permeated the Mediterranean world – much like the Olympics has done with ours.


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