I only know Adam Richman from watching a few episodes of his show Man v. Food, which featured him shoving buckets of lard-dripping food down his throat in portions big enough to burst a colon. Every episode had him trying to eat a hamburger the size of a truck wheel or a hoagie large enough to crawl inside and take a nap. It seemed inevitable that one day he would die from overeating, just as I suspect that Andrew “Bizarre Foods” Zimmern will one day eat something so weird that it kills him, and just as everyone suspected that Steve “Crocodile Hunter” Irwin would eventually tussle with an aquatic beast that murdered him.
Richman has toned down the gluttony, though, and shaved 70 pounds from his oleaginous frame, and the most immediately apparent cosmetic result is that he looks slightly more Jewish. He posed for a semi-nude photo in the British version of Cosmpolitan which is revolting—even though he isn’t eating hoagies anymore, he still looks like one—but I know you’re going to click on it anyway.
He has apparently been working on a new show—one less gladiatorial in its approach toward the gustatory arts—called Man Finds Food that was supposed to debut last night, but he went and blew it all to hell by posting what he is now, in hindsight, calling “inexcusable remarks” against a cabal of fat people for supposedly fat-shaming them by boasting that he lost so much weight.
He got the ball rolling—or, if you prefer, the flab undulating—by posting the following pic on Instagram:
Almost immediately he was accused of fat-shaming, of glorifying negative body images, and of triggering girls with eating disorders whose emotions go haywire when they see the hashtag #thinspiration.
A self-described “fat activist” who calls herself Amber Sarah and is roughly the size of Croatia claims that “thinspiration is very popular in pro-anorexia and pro-bulimia circles.” Exactly what that means, I suppose we’ll never know. She posted on Adam’s Instagram page that the word “thinspiration” is “problematic”—apparently even more problematic than diabetes and heart disease.
The fat-no-more Richman then launched into a poo-flinging contest against a few metric tons of fat activists. He used the acronym “DILLIGAF?” (do I look like I give a fuck?) and told someone who calls themselves “the fattest fox” to “eat a bag of shit” and that the only “fuckup it seems [is] your Dad’s choice to go without a condom.” He told another “fatacceptance / bodypositivity” activist (fattivist?) to “grab a razor blade & draw a bath. I doubt anyone will miss you.”
Then, realizing he’d lost his shit and may lose his show as a result, he pecked out a quick apology:
I’ve long struggled with my body image and have worked very hard to achieve a healthy weight. I’m incredibly sorry to everyone I’ve hurt.
Adam Richman may have plenty of extra time now to keep struggling with his body image, as the Travel Channel has postponed Man Finds Food indefinitely.
The moral of the story is that you should never bite the hand that feeds you hoagies.