The “B Word”

My dearest friend was recently subjected to what can only be described as a sophomoric attempt at critical writing. In short, her blog was assessed by someone who, despite the appearance and journalistic qualities of their own blog, felt that they were in the lofty position of blog critic. I am a big supporter of personal opinion. I am not about to tell anyone that they are not entitled to their own opinion. And disliking another’s blog is, well, common and to be expected.

What did tweak my interest in this critic’s (when reading critic please roll eyes) blog was a prevalence of foul language and a shoddy writing style. Upon closer examination I found not a few annoying tidbits that I would like to reference:

I’ve mentioned the foul language. Of course, I have had my moments with the zestier vernaculars. I am not without fault. And I do think that there are moments when the correctly chosen curse-word can add a bit of flair to one’s writing. A pinch of spice, a blush-producing adjective, etc. But let’s not over do it... get a thesaurus if you are struggling that hard to come up with something.

Style. Oh yes. As you can see I have chosen the most basic of templates as I am more interested in expressing my opinion than putting on a bandwagoneer’s tacky anime display. And speaking of display, what is with these ridiculous caricatures that people are using to represent themselves... yeah, honey, I am sure you look just like that *snicker*. Let’s not kid ourselves.

Finally, why do women persist on calling themselves bitches? (and no, I don't mean saying that you feel bitchy) It’s so pathetic. There is not now, nor has there ever been, a positive connotation to that term. You tell yourself that being a bitch is a quality to be revered, and that somehow it translates to independence. Women who constantly refer to themselves as bitches, and with such zeal, are perpetuating a negative concept.

Calling yourself a bitch does not empower you; it reduces you to a sad little cog in a wheel of stereotypical ‘broads’ that troll around in t-shirts that say, 10% angel 90% bitch or some such nonsense. And for whatever reason, there seems to be a lot of you wearing these shirts.

Oh and the picture on this post? It's a lemming.