Sure, you probably have some bitchy girls in your lives, but can you honestly say you know a real, cut-throat, insult-flinging Bitch? Pity, huh. Even the Mean Girls weren't even that mean... at least not Bitches to each other's faces, which is what makes it worthwile.
The Gaurdian's Julie Burchill asks 'where my bitches at?'
These days, bitching is low-fat, decaffeinated and kick-free. Worse than that, it is, above all, phoney. Though the great bitches of Hollywood were dressed to kill and magnificently shallow, there was something incredibly honest about them - whether they were real, like Bette Davis, or imaginary, like her character Margo Channing in All About Eve. In the old days, a bitch came on with all guns blazing, talons sharpened and a neon sign a mile wide above her head: No loyalty expected or given. She may have been a gold-digger, a back-stabber or a ball-breaker - but she was never a hypocrite. She got a tremendous kick from being a bitch and didn't care who knew it.
These days, though, women who might once have stood a chance of making decent bitches are whines, nags, snobs and scolds instead. When they diss another woman, they make a great show of doing it more in sorrow than in anger. So instead of coming across as fun-loving, red-blooded bitches, they seem like a very dreary blend of a tarot-card reader, a prim headmistress and a sob-sister agony-aunt. They are the Wahs; their ceaseless, bleating mantra is "Oh, I'm Worried About Her!"
Check out the whole article here. (guardian.co.uk via jezebel.com)
It's true. Nobody wants to get caught in a Bitch's cross-fire, but they sure are entertaining to watch and totally more interesting than some sniffling whiner.
xoxo
-J.D. Bauchery
http://www.hotmoviesforher.com/
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