whales.

A friend sent me an email last year, addressed to "All my whale friends."

I agree. 

Mermaid shmermaid. 

I want to be a whale. 

Recently, in a large city, a poster featuring a young, thin, tan woman appeared in the window of a gym.  It said, "This summer, do you want to  be a mermaid or a whale?" 

A middle-aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those of the woman on the poster, responded publicly to the question posed by the gym. 

To Whom It May Concern:  
Whales are always surrounded by friends  (dolphins, sea lions, curious humans). They have an active sex life, get pregnant  and have adorable baby whales.  They have a wonderful time with dolphins and with stuffing themselves with shrimp.  They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia, the Bering Sea, and the coral  reefs of Polynesia.  Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans.  They are loved, protected, and admired by almost everyone in  the world. 

Mermaids don't exist.  If they did exist, they would be lining up  outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis.  Fish or human?  They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them.  Not to mention, how could they have sex?  Just look at them. Therefore, they don't have kids either.  Not to also mention, who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store? 

The choice is perfectly clear to me:  I want to be a whale.  


P.S. We are  in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people  are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver, and a piece of chocolate with my  friends. 

With time, we gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room, it distributes out  to the rest of our bodies.  So we aren't heavy, we are enormously cultured, educated, and happy.  Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, ¨Good grief, look how smart I am!¨