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Providence Phoenix>The Fat of the Land



The fat of the land

Does the obsession with losing weight do more harm than good?

By Beth Schwartzapfel

January 17, 2006

A few months ago, for Jenna Broccolo’s 15th birthday, she and her family took a trip to New York City to attend a festival in Little Italy. Jenna, a sophomore at Westerly High School, asked her mom for one more gift: a full-length mirror. “You go, girl!” said her mom, Ann Marie Broccolo. “We’ll hang them all over your room!” It all started last May, when Jenna went for a routine visit to the doctor. She had always been substantially overweight, but when she stepped on the scale at the doctor’s office, the result surprised her. “She said, ‘Mom, if I go over 300, I’m in trouble,’ ” recalls Ann Marie. “She had eight pounds to go.”

A CIRCLE OF REPETITION
Despite its nutrition classes, its restricted-calorie “camper diet,” and its weekly weigh-ins, Kingsmont feels distinctly like camp, as I discovered during a visit last August. Campers whisper to each other about secret crushes. Walls are decorated with pictures of heartthrobs cut from teenybopper magazines. Counselors can “gig” campers at whim, compelling them to climb onto a chair and sing a song during lunch or perform other embarrassing but secretly fun stunts.

In some ways, it is precisely because it is a weight-loss camp that Kingsmont has such a relaxed atmosphere. “You’re all here for the same reason,” says Dana, a counselor and Kingsmont ‘lifer.’ “You would never get made fun of because you’re fat. And that’s so comforting.”

Because almost everyone is overweight, fatness becomes a sort of inside joke, fair game for poking fun, whereas in mixed company the subject might be too sensitive. Camper Jennifer Stone, 13, recalls a trip campers took into town the previous summer to see Fourth of July fireworks. “An ice cream truck passed by, and you can imagine fat kids and ice cream,” she chuckles. “It was not pretty. Everyone at the camp got on their feet and chased the ice cream truck.” The speech that Kingsmont’s owner, Marc Manoli, gave afterward has become the stuff of legend, and ribbing, among the campers. “Sometimes,” they intone to one another with mock-seriousness, “you have to let that ice cream truck pass you by.”

Indeed, no matter how much Kingsmont encourages campers to let loose and have fun, that struggle is never far from their minds. All of the kids I spoke with during my two days there knew exactly how much weight they had lost, almost down to the pound. Weekly weigh-ins reinforce this emphasis. During the summer’s last weigh-in, kids were weighed and measured, and their new stats recorded in a binder. A counselor snapped the “after” portion of this summer’s “before” and “after” photos.

This weight-reduction process is meant to offer positive reinforcement and encourage kids to feel proud of their accomplishments. But it had some unintended consequences. When a kid’s self-emphasis shifts from overall healthiness to weight loss per se, that’s when an unhealthy relationship can develop between that kid and food, or that kid and his or her body. As an 11-year-old girl told me, she sucks on Oreos to get the flavor and then spits them out, so she can avoid “all the fat and stuff.”

Another unintended consequence of this emphasis is that everyone — even many kids (and women) who don’t have a weight problem — begins to see themselves as fat. Scientists call this phenomenon body dysphoria. In one study, researchers found that more than 80 percent of adolescent girls wanted to lose weight, even though two-thirds of them were within the normal range for their age. Jennifer Stone refers to the two girls in a nearby room. They’re 11 or 12, and each with a little tummy, but they both have small builds and a lot of growing left to do. “They’re skinny,” says Stone, “but they think they’re fat.” The response came like a chorus from down the hall. “We ARE fat!”

And even those truly overweight campers who lose a lot of weight at camp still return to the world where they lived before, so many of the kids gain weight back. Bharati Shapero, Kingsmont’s administrative director, recognizes this reality. “They might lose 30 pounds here and gain 10 back,” she says. “They might lose 20 the next summer and gain five back. It’s hard in the real world.”

In Shapero’s scenario, the camper still ends with a net weight loss. Many kids, however, end up right back where they started. Camper Emily Isaac lost 27 pounds this summer, which she hopes she will keep off, but it’s been the same story in her four years at Kingsmont: “lose a bunch of weight during the summer and then gain it back. Most people do.”

Many of the campers were at Kingsmont for health reasons. Isaac, for instance, who is 15, has insulin resistance syndrome, which can be a precursor for diabetes. Many campers, however, were there simply because they didn’t like how they looked. Clothes were a big theme. Shannon Grady, 12, said she came to the camp, because “I couldn’t fit into any clothes I like, and I would cry at the mall.” Her friend, Victoria Saxon, also 12, chimed in, “I cried at the mall once, too, because I didn’t fit into a pair of jeans I wanted.” Abby Rappaport, 11, says, “If I went to sleepovers, we’d all try on each other’s clothes, but I wouldn’t fit into them. I felt upset.”

Fifteen-year-old Jade Montpetit was at Kingsmont for her second summer. Her decision to come to camp followed a conversation with her mother, who knew that her daughter’s self-confidence was not what it should be. “She said to me, ‘Either you learn to love yourself the way you are, or change yourself to lose the weight.’ I really wish I was strong enough to love myself fat,” says Montpetit, “but I wasn’t. It’s easier to lose the weight than learn to love yourself when you’re fat.”

SEARCHING FOR MIDDLE GROUND
The fat movement and the medical establishment are each probably right. There is a bias against fat people — if not in medicine, then in this country at large. And the main reason that people lose weight is not because it’s healthy, but because they think it will make them more attractive.

Activists like the Council on Size and Weight Discrimination’s Lynn McAfee are entitled to question the medical dogma that emerges in this cultural atmosphere. The fat movement is also right that overweight people — kids especially — could stand to be reminded that they are valued members of society. “The only time that people who are fat are taught to feel good about themselves [is] when they’re losing weight,” says McAfee. “That’s a setup for a really bad life.” These activists are right to recognize that the diet industry preys on insecurity, and that dieting can often be more psychologically damaging than healthful.

On the other hand, a knee-jerk opposition to weight loss may be a naïve strategy. As Kingsmont’s Bharati Shapero says, “I think it’s great to empower yourself to love your body. [But] in promoting love for your ‘phat’ body at the expense of having a healthy body, I don’t agree with that.” Obesity is a risk factor for certain diseases, and while the links between fatness and disease (as opposed to the links between fatness and risk for disease) may need more definition, that doesn’t warrant ignoring the risks altogether.

In many ways, a place like Camp Kingsmont incorporates the best of both worlds. In an environment where everyone is overweight, kids can be themselves without being judged or ostracized. However, many of the kids I met there, who had unhealthy relationships with food and with their own bodies, offered examples of what can happen when young people are taught to diet. The “lifestyle change” shtick also seemed a little disingenuous. Lifestyle change is not necessarily measured in pounds or inches, and yet this seems to be the primary yardstick of success at Kingsmont. If the goal is weight loss — which, according to the medical establishment, is a laudable goal — why not just acknowledge it?

It’s also very difficult to deliver a lifestyle change in seven weeks. A real lifestyle change program for an overweight child would have to involve the whole family, as did Jenna Broccolo’s, and would have to be ongoing. Putting the emphasis on eating healthfully and exercising would help to redirect adolescents’ emphasis from changing their bodies to taking care of their bodies. This strategy won’t always help kids to lose weight, but it could enable them to establish a healthier relationship with their bodies. Then, later, if they need to drop some pounds for health reasons, perhaps it wouldn’t be so fraught with emotional baggage.

In fact, a camp like this could be a positive thing for anyone, regardless of weight. As McAfee puts it, “We could all use a healthy lifestyle camp, couldn’t we?”