I recently read an article discussing the public’s reaction to Kim Kardashian admitting she doesn’t enjoy pregnancy. An example of one of the comments that was posted:
“And honey….pregnancy doesn’t look good on you either….win, win! shut your pie-hole and just give birth already! I can’t believe you have 2 1/2 more months to go, you look like beached whale, boom!”
Then yesterday I saw someone commented on a friend’s Facebook post and said: “She looks like a sausage!” and “It is not cute seeing her swollen feet melting out of her strappy sandals.”
Just. Oh my God, people.
I get that Kim Kardashian has been named one of the most “unlikable” people in America. I get that her family rubs people the wrong way. And I shouldn’t be surprised that the very first thing that is attacked is her body/appearance. And I KNOW someone will chime in saying “well, if you put yourself out there to be a public figure, you have to accept that people are going to be awful to you.”
Maybe, maybe all of that is true. But also, maybe we could try being less shitty to people just because we can. Just because we are sitting in the comfort of our living rooms where no paparazzi is going to try and catch an unflattering image of us, just because we feel comfortable saying awful things about another human because we know we will never meet them.
What has Kim Kardashian done that is so horrific? Has she murdered or raped people, has she domestically abused her partners? Is she a pedophile? Is she out in public making racist speeches and ending up in jail on multiple DUI or drug possession charges? No, she is a woman with a reality TV show, so now we own her. We own the right to verbally abuse her, criticize her body, shame her for not being thinner as she is growing life. Criticizing her life choices or her actions may be one thing, but her body during pregnancy? What the fuck is wrong with us?
I remember watching in horror as the media had an absolute field day with Jessica Simpson and Kardashian’s first pregnancies. When Simpson was pregnant I remember watching with fear, because I wasn’t pregnant, but it made me straight up scared how comfortable people were discussing how huge, horrible, and disgusting she looked. By the time Kardashian was pregnant, so was I, and the commentary felt a little like a personal attack. I wondered what people would feel comfortable saying about me if I was on the cover of tabloid magazines as pregnant as I was.
Gleefully exercising our right to be a shitty person on the internet says a lot more about us than it does about the person being criticized. There is not some magical chasm embedded in computer and smart phone screens that makes you a different person. If you are comfortable making cruel and degrading comments behind the protection of a screen, that is who you are as a person. We could all stand to do better. To try and be less asshole-ish. I didn’t know it was possible for the judgmental people of the internet to turn me into a Kim Kardashian supporter, but apparently they have. Look what you’ve done, internet. Look what you’ve done.