That said, I was at the gym on Saturday morning and was struck by the absence of the usual post-New Year's rush to shed pounds, get in shape and develop Barbie and/or Ken-like physiques. In a normal year, on the first Saturday after "Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve", I can count on the gym parking lot being as full as it is when the Soccer Moms and Dads, in their SUVs are gathered for city, regional or state finals. But that was not the case on this past Saturday morning.
I am not sure why this was the case but I think it could have been because of the recent rise in the acceptability of fat-----witness the popularity of the TV show "Mike and Molly" which, in my view, celebrates obesity. Then, also in the public eye, there are, of course, Oprah, Queen Latifah, Governor Chris Christie, actor Kevin James and singers Adele and Elle King (whose tattoo artist apparently likes a really big canvas). It is my observation that all of these folks, when viewed from the rear, suffer from a condition I like to think of as "Kardashiass" (since I first noticed it when being subjected to news photos of the Kim-Kanye wedding).
Now, for those of you who are wondering where this argument is going, I have another confession. Since I first thought of it, I have wanted to write the word "Kardashiass" for purely egocentric reasons and this whole blog entry was composed just so I would have an excuse to do so.
There you have it---I have scratched that itch. Happy New Year!!