The cover of the latest edition of Cosmopolitan displays a gargantuan lard mountain wearing a swimsuit, plus the ubiquitous hideous tattoos. It is not, I think, a warning about the dangers of being morbidly obese (and having tattoos), but rather a Celebration of Diversity and Difference.

The modern delusion is that we are all beautiful, even if we’re pig ugly. We should celebrate ourselves, then, no matter what body shape we have. Piers Morgan caused a bit of a furore when he suggested the cover was as damaging as those the magazine usually runs, ie, featuring semi-naked, ashen-faced, skeletal waifs who look like they’re out of their box on skag. Shameful, Morgan, shameful.

The rants from the terminally deluded poured onto social media, including a