Involuntarily……..

I get a lot of my current affairs information from comedy shows, not necessarily because they are funnier than news programs. All news has satirical undertones these days. Politicians and newsreaders want all the laughs it seems, leaving little room for pesky comedians to get in on the act.

No, I watch satirical comedy as it’s often more factually correct than the actual news.

It was on just such a program that I came across InCels for the first time. For those of you who don’t know what an incel is: an incel is usually a heterosexual man who is involuntarily celibate.

There are online communities dedicated to them. I encourage these often self loathing, angry chaps to leave their laptops and start interacting with all types of people. Don’t run them over or shoot them, I suggest starting with a chat and possibly a coffee.

I like the idea of naming your problem, ideology or preference and pronouncing it to all.

I am InObe, pronounced to rhyme with Obi-Wan Kenobi not globe, involuntarily obese. I’m trying to sort it out. Not that I’m doing very well at the moment, 26/7 pounds down but stuck for 3 months.

Here are some other In…s, some self inflicted others not so much:

InBro, involuntarily broke

InStu, involuntarily stupid

InMis, involuntarily miserable

InSau, involuntarily saucy

InPoo, involuntarily poor

There must be more.

It’s not beyond possibility that one person could be multiples of In…s, I believe I’m just InObe. What if some poor creature was Inobe, Instu, Inpoo and incel? In those circumstances perhaps I too would be at home muttering and plotting the early end of the slim, rich, clever people that find me unattractive.

There’s a thought.