Is Bigger....Better???

Chronicles of the New World i think have finally started.....
The past 3 weeks have been ultra interesting....sometimes amusing, sometimes perplexing....mostly amusing thankfully.....:-)

I now understand why my hubby found England and everything in it small......because I am experiencing the reverse mental shot now....
Everything is big.......and by big, i mean BIGGGG.....

Of course there's certain advantages to having some aspects of things in a ginormous size....
The roads are wide and spacious....so i guess I'll never have to be paranoid about another car being too close to me, plus, it makes it seem like traffic is non-existent....well at least in my mind (and if you have ever sat in traffic in Nairobi, you will find traffic here non-existent, believe me!).....

So the movie theatre chairs are also big and comfy, and just right for my ample African behind.
The TVs are big too, so I suppose you can have a whole home cinema feel at no extra cost.....

But then, here we go.....I never finish my food at restaurants!...and if you know my love for food, you will see how this distresses me.
So my refrigerator is now full of little take-home food boxes from several restaurants...evidence that I could not finish my meal at the initial designated venue......
The drinks are super big too......necessitating frequent trips to the bathroom from a complaining bladder that is not accustomed to such volumes.....and we all know how I feel about public bathrooms! Ha!

And the thing is, the evidence of where all the food goes is all around us.........
I just wonder......don't they see it as well??
I know I'm far from small in size, in all proportions.....so when I'm around people and I feel small most of the time.........there's a problem!

I see walking heart attacks, hypertensives and diabetics everywhere, and it worries me that I might be dragged into a false sense of  well being.....you know, like, so long as I'm not as big as them then I'm okay......NOT!

The cars are big too, hence more comfortable to sit in...but then more carbon emissions some would argue.....and we all complain about changing weather patterns and adverse climate conditions...

Love the fact that the ice creams cones are towers of joy....but then looking at the waist line brings all the misery back......

My impression about here was always that, that things are seen to be better when they are bigger....have to outdo everyone else in the world I suppose....have to dwarf everything else.

But then where do we draw the line???
My new city was listed as the most obese in the previous year apparently....should i be worried? hell yeah!
I spent many years seeing people suffer because of  lack of food..........so how can I reconcile myself with unnecessary monumental amounts of food on plates either going down people's throats, or left to be thrown away in the garbage cans?

Should i see it as luxury and indulge??
Or should i see it was gluttony and wastefulness?
Time will tell.

The B factor...

How do i start....?
We all know about it....
We all sometimes allude to it....
But we never really talk about it.

Why do women hate other women??
Ok...maybe hate is a strong word....
Perhaps we can replace that with a contempt of sorts....

But really...why??
Some call it jealousy...others call it rivalry...others call it simply what it really is, being a B.

When we are young girls, it's passed off as being rivalry....
These are seedlings that will grow into huge baobab trees, living forever, and growing deeper roots with each passing year.
I don't think it's really given its true importance and recognition, and perhaps if it was, and stopped in its tracks as children, then we might have a different picture as adults.

We all live with the adage that women are always mean to other women.
Its a known factor isn't it??
One minute she'll be smiling with the man infront of you, then turn to you and give you a scowl.
Like, what did i do to you??
Have the perfect amiable demanour with a man, and just be downright nasty to another woman.
Full of scorn.
Full of some undefined bitterness.

Its something I've never understood.
And secretly, many women prefer to deal with men instead, be it at work, in stores, or even as friends.
How many times have you heard someone say, it's just less drama.....

Why do we look at other women through this prism?
As competition. As something to stomp on.
Why can't we be happy for other women in their successes and accomplishments?
Why are we always trying to tear each other down??

We are always whining about it being a hard world for women...that we live in a patriachal society...that we are never given our rights as human beings....that we have more obstacles being viewed as the weaker sex...
But do we ever really realize and acknowledge that our own true enemy is ourselves??

If i look at another woman and admire her beautiful dress, then turn around in the same millisecond and hate on her for having it.....how will that change my own personal situation for the lack of that dress in my own wardrobe??
And this extends to everything....be it a good job, a nice house, a wonderful husband, delightful children, swanky car, amazing holiday, gorgeous jewellary, beautiful hair, sexy shoes......you name it!

We are always trying to put a dent into another womans world...
Why??
Does that really make us truly feel more validated with our lives?
Or the lack of what's in it??

By tearing another woman down, will that change and make better the situation we ourselves are in...??
situations that we allow ourselves to stay in?
situations that we chose for ourselves?

By hating on another woman, does that make you feel better?
make you feel like you have now achieved something??
is that the answer then?

My perception has always been it's downright pathetic...and very pitiful.
Recognize your self esteem issues and work on them, instead of projecting them onto every female you come across.
And like many others, i choose to stay away from all the drama....
Away from the B factor.