Posted on 03/06/2006 9:51:00 PM PST by tbird5
It happens to the best of women. Here's Rosalind Wiseman, who has spent her entire working life teaching girls to treat each other decently. The script for the movie Mean Girls was based on her 2002 best-selling Queen Bees & Wannabes, a book that helps parents understand the drama and danger in the adolescent girl world. She knows the minefields that lie in gossip, jealousy, disloyalty and cruel judgments, and offers solid prescriptions for changing bad behaviour.
Yet despite her experience, she recently found herself sizing up two mothers who came to see her.
In her view, the women paid too much attention to their appearance, especially their hair. They seemed catty in their conversation, were micromanaging their kids' lives, and were silly.
"All these things came into my head. Why? They are antithetical to what I teach and believe," Wiseman says. "I was still judging these women."
Where does this nastiness come from?
Wiseman thinks it exists because it's supposed to exist. Being nasty to each other is one of the unspoken rules about how girls and women are supposed to behave; one of the rigidly enforced North American standards of what constitutes femininity.
"It's everything you know but haven't been sat down and taught," as Wiseman puts it.
When she judged the two women so harshly, it was as if she was acting out one of the observations she made in her book that girls and women can be their own worst enemies.
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Oh....all is well then....carry on.....
"does it taste as good coming up as it did going down?"
Prince Charles
I don't have issues with strong women, only crazy women.
Well, was it?
>>>Being nasty to each other is one of the unspoken rules about how girls and women are supposed to behave; one of the rigidly enforced North American standards of what constitutes femininity.
Oh great. So not only am I a mutant....now I'm a nonfeminine mutant.
Sheesh
LOL!
He was such a nerfy jerk.
See my post 74.
Why is it so hard to believe that some women actually like each other and don't have a catty bone in our bodies?!
I'll never understand that. It's almost like if we don't fit the mold - they don't know how to put us down.
Precisely.
Glad to hear that it didn't appeal to you much. ; )
Some women are catty.
Some men are batty.
So I let the cats fight with the bats and go on my merry way.
Could be an interesting thread...
"Why is it so hard to believe that some women actually like each other and don't have a catty bone in our bodies?!"
Because it is so rare. MOST women I know are nice on the surface t other females but never ever give up a chance to put another woman down behind her back or pile on.
Additionally, the fickleness and way many women will turn on other women over the most minuscule thing is astounding.
To me, the reason we humans are still on this planet is because men hold most high offices. Could you imagine the wars and battles if women ruled the world? We would be up to WWXXXXXXXX by now.
You've just described everyday life for me . . . .
Outside the bedroom, there really isn't much difference between men and women.
Strength of character as well as its flaws reside within the mind, not the plumbing.
Very true. One of the reasons I hate working with women is that they take such things personally and get in pissing contests with each other over stupid personal sh-t that has nothing to do with business.
And might I add your antennae are looking lovely today ;o)
By virtue of the fact that you are on FR in the first places means you are not typical and a cut above the other 99.99999999%.
You've been reading too many Personal ads and not enough history books.
Your description of the perfect woman reminds me of a story.
There was once a man who searched for the perfect woman. He search high and low, far and wide and for many years, believing that she was out there somewhere. He spent all of his money and time making himself the kind of man that such a woman would be endeared to. He met many a woman, but none of them filled his expectation of the perfect woman.
Then one day he met her. She was perfect. It was the fulfillment of his life's pursuit. But to his utter disappointment, he discovered, that she was looking for the perfect man.
Turn off the TV. Pickup a book. Preferably a Bible. And learn what a perfect man and a perfect woman really are.
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