I think how much you see may depend on where you are. I feel like I experience less of it when I travel to the middle of the country, as opposed to CA or NY.
When I'm fat I have to dress better or I get treated worse. Soda refills are easy to get as a thin person, no matter how I'm dressed, but when I'm fat and dressed sloppy my soda goes empty a lot. People on the street will politely move out of my way if I'm neat and tidy while fat, but they'll just ignore me coming if I'm sloppily dressed. When I'm fat and dressed sloppy I'm confirming every stereotype people have of a lazy fat slob and that often carries over into how they treat me. (Side note: this gives me a very small window into what it must be like to be black, and have to actively fight the stereotypes of your race. I channel these experiences and thoughts into building empathy for them.)
I agree with you that women have it worse. After the birth of our child my wife would get comments like, "I didn't even realize you were pregnant" which ends up being depressingly similar to the situation in the video you linked. In their mind they're paying a compliment, "oh, you didn't even gain any weight!" but all my wife hears is, "you were fat and got fatter so I didn't even notice." At that point the only socially acceptable thing she can do is smile and say nothing, even though she really wants to just lash out and burst into tears.
I think how much you see may depend on where you are. I feel like I experience less of it when I travel to the middle of the country, as opposed to CA or NY.
When I'm fat I have to dress better or I get treated worse. Soda refills are easy to get as a thin person, no matter how I'm dressed, but when I'm fat and dressed sloppy my soda goes empty a lot. People on the street will politely move out of my way if I'm neat and tidy while fat, but they'll just ignore me coming if I'm sloppily dressed. When I'm fat and dressed sloppy I'm confirming every stereotype people have of a lazy fat slob and that often carries over into how they treat me. (Side note: this gives me a very small window into what it must be like to be black, and have to actively fight the stereotypes of your race. I channel these experiences and thoughts into building empathy for them.)
I agree with you that women have it worse. After the birth of our child my wife would get comments like, "I didn't even realize you were pregnant" which ends up being depressingly similar to the situation in the video you linked. In their mind they're paying a compliment, "oh, you didn't even gain any weight!" but all my wife hears is, "you were fat and got fatter so I didn't even notice." At that point the only socially acceptable thing she can do is smile and say nothing, even though she really wants to just lash out and burst into tears.