It's funny how men deal with being fat by doing fat guy things. Our rotund brothers become offensive linemen, defensive tackles, chefs, lumberjacks, power lifters, construction workers, first basemen, rappers with stage names that begin with "Heavy" or "Big," mall Santas, Italian patriarchs, later-stage Elvis impersonators, etc. Say what you will about it, but men have been owning their lipid content from Day 1.
Women deal with fat by creating global movements to force others to view stuffing their face vociferously, laziness, and the consquences to their health as acceptable. The worst part is them trying to blur the lines between fat and thick (it's 2 TOTALLY different body types). In doing so, they've deluded a large part of society into believing they're the ones who are now "Owning it."
You know what they own? A graveyard of broken New Years resolutions as big as a World War II battlefield, Youtube inspired contour lines, and a treadmill in the basement or bedroom that's nothing more than an expensive clothing rack. Fat Jesus, please take the wheel with the hand that's not holding a triple cheeseburger