madfacts saidI doubt that someone that large, with so many obvious issues, does not spend a lot of time thinking about jerking off. At some point he must have realized that if he got much fatter he would not have access to his dick and he made the choice to continue eating.
Certainly he'd now be distracted from much sex--probably even has trouble just breathing--but as discussed in MikeW's thread a while back about self-awareness, I'm not certain that this guy's continued eating was a very conscious decision. Certainly he's still responsible for what he's done to himself but we don't know what circumstances might have paved a way for him to reach that point.
For instance, I kept a very good bod for most all my life until I experienced so much death that I just became too depressed to care much about me and so I put on 20-30 lbs. Granted a very different category but I still understand this guy's plight. One of those who died was my mom who never would have let me get this out of shape. If just my house was ever untidy, she'd send her cleaning lady down to fix things.
This guy might not have anyone in his life with the proper life skills to help him. This can happen to anyone. I have a neighbor now who I've watched blow up like a Macy's Day balloon. She's got a teen at home with lymphoma, her mom has brain cancer, her in-law has something else, and now her father has cancer too. Oh, and she's raising five kids with her husband living out of state, supposedly--who knows what the real story is--for work. How aware or in control do you think she is of her overeating? She actually apologized to me for how she looks. I told her to forget about it. I said you have much bigger problems. You can deal with that later; just don't hurt yourself.
And having had my back go out, initially from a serious construction accident in my 30s and so having had times of not being able to reach my own feet, I'm very aware of range of motion issues which we all tend to lose as we age. Even without obesity or any body trauma we're all subject to cross linking of collagen.
As a friend of a friend once said to me at a funeral, if I'm ever stuck in a wheelchair and can't reach to wipe my own ass, just drop some rat poison near me: I'll find my way to it. And yet there are those born disabled, unable to reach all their body parts, people born without fully developed arms or with palsy with arms they can't control--certainly not their decision--yet don't they deserve some happy in life too.
I just get sad when I see someone that large and I actually have another neighbor very nearly like that. I pick up newspapers thrown in front of his house and call the offenders to stop delivery there. There's only like two or three of us who ever even say hello to him. I've not once seen someone visit him. But then, he drives his garbage cans to the curb so he's large but not often in sight.
UNRELATED: I have a huge hawk just flew onto a branch in front of my window. So cool.