Who is guilty in the Whoopi Goldberg fat-shaming debacle from last Thursday’s broadcast of The View?

Is it Whoopi? No. Whoopi simply identified her own derrière as being a “COVID butt.” Yes, I think it is improper to speak about one’s derrière on television, especially a lady, but to each her own. Whoopi was simply being modern-day funny, poking a joke about fitting into “all-inclusive” jeans. Whoopi was doing what Whoopi does best: being funny.

Is Barbara Corcoran guilty? No! She simply made light of Whoopi’s “COVID butt” declaration. Ms. Corcoran, Shark Tank host and guest of The View, replied to Whoopi, “When you get finished with those jeans, and decide you don’t like them, give them to me,” she said. “I’m gonna make two pairs!”

And the internet exploded, branding Ms. Corcoran with a scarlet letter of B for Bully. Utterly preposterous. Why is Ms. Corcoran’s comment considered to be bullying and fat-shaming but Whoopi’s comment ABOUT HERSELF is considered to be comedy? Is it because Ms. Corcoran is thin, and Whoopi is fat? The fat girl always gets the love fest from Twitter trolls. The thin girl who works really hard on her body is immediately burned at the stake. Misread me not: I KNOW from personal experience that fat girls also work really hard on their bodies. I worked SO hard on my body for SO many years, juggling somewhere between 89 pounds and 181 pounds, up and down the scale for more times than I like to recall. And I still work very hard on my body. It is one of my non-negotiable priorities. When I look good, I live a better life.

Left, January 2013, 163 pounds. Right, May 2021, 107 pounds.

But the world only sees a picture. They see not the hard work. Whoopi might be working hard, and so might be Ms. Corcoran. What the world needs to realise is that The View is a TALK SHOW where people talk. And ladies shall obviously mention body size every once in a while. If one can take not the heat, then go back to kindergarten and suck your thumb. Demand not that someone as successful and prestigeous as Ms. Corcoran offer a public apology for offending Twitter trolls. I mean, was Whoopi even offended?

I did catch the first few minutes of this episode, just enough time to make an observation. First I thought that Mark Cuban looked fine with a capital F-I-N-E. Pittsburgh born and raised, he maneuvered his way into university without a high school degree then quit school altogether when he realised that it served him with no purpose. [For the record, if I had to complete the schooling system again, I would have exited upon graduation of ninth grade, and I encourage all independent thinking children to do so!]. After seeing Mr. Cuban, I noticed Ms. Corcoran. My brain thought, “OH THIS WOMAN WORKS SO HARD FOR HER BODY. She is fitter than a fiddle! I wonder if she’s hungry or if she nourished beautifully before the show. I know that if I were wearing THAT dress, I’d have skipped breakfast, completing a full vinyasa half primary half secondary series of Ashtanga yoga practise, waiting for a martini lunch followed by raw fish…. and old movies with my Claudette! Oh those glorious cheekbones and complete lack of any excess fat. She proves that a woman can be toned at any age. And oh! Her energy!” Then I switched off the television, continuing on my jolly way.

So who is guilty in this fat shaming debacle?

ANA NAVARO.

Ana, offended by Ms. Corcoran’s comment, replied with bullying of her own: “Whoopi, let me just tell you something. Both Sara Haines and Jill Biden wore that dress already on TV,” she said, pointing to Corcoran’s floral bodycon dress. FASHION SHAMING.

Misunderstand me not! I actually like Ana despite her opinions. She once tweeted something very beautiful about my beautiful dog Gwendolyn. I’ll never forget that. She took the time to reply to a post that I made which was directed at her. And sure, from what I’ve read, she struggles with her weight. I get it. But to respond to “fat shaming” with “fashion shaming” is just a really big low blow. Again, why is it okay to bully the skinny girl but not the fat girl? And for the record, I hate using the word of “fat.” I know that it is offensive to my readers who identify. I know it is offensive to my readers who live peacefully and kindly. The word of fat is unkind. But it is also a raw, rational state of being; and therefore I have chosen to use it herein.

People are too sensitive nowadays.

Take for instance this past Sunday. It was the Chicago Marathon day! I walked by an enemy turned friend (that’s a story for another day – hi, dear Daniel!). He stated, “I thought you’d be running today!” Flabbergasted because I was feeling like a chunky monkey on Sunday due to my fractured tailbone and recent scaling back of my yoga practise, I replied with the biggest smile on EARTH and PLUTO, “REALLY?!” He replied, “Yes, you have a runner’s physique.”

DROPS MIC.

DAY MADE!

A few hours later, I questioned my “woke before woke was a thing” Bestie in a Tessie Rebecca, “Hey, would a liberal woman be offended at Daniel’s comment about my body?” She replied that it all depends on how he says it. LOL. So many rules. Just take a compliment when it’s offered, ladies! I honestly would never want to mother a son in this day and age. They are demonised for treating a lady like a lady. Let it be known, gentlemen who read this blog, “YOU MAY COMPLIMENT MY BODY ANY TIME THAT YOU LIKE.”

If existing in Ms. Corcoran’s shoes, I know that an apology would be outside of my potential. Because I would mean it not. And I only say what I mean.

Did Ms. Corcoran apologise to keep her place on Shark Tank? Or did she apologise because she truly felt sorry for offending Twitter trolls?

“I just came back from The View and saw my old friend, Whoopi. As you well know, she has a phenomenal sense of humor and I’ve known Whoopi for years,” Ms. Corcoran explained. “I made a joke at Whoopi’s expense, which I now realize wasn’t funny.” She added, “For anyone I may have offended unintentionally, I just want to say I really am very sorry.”

So where’s Ana Navarro’s apology?

The light in me recognises the light in you.

Namaste.