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Thought for the day… or question: “Why do we judge each other?”
Especially women judging other women. I get not liking someone. I get not liking what they do, or how they do it. When that happens, we should take my 80 year old friend’s suggestion, right? And just ignore and move on. But, we often don’t. Instead, we go all judgey judgey let’s totally tear them down because they’re not. like. me. We label, call names, pick, pick, pick.
–Imagined slight: She’s a ________________ (fill in the blank)
–Didn’t live up to my expectations: She’s a ___________________.
–Dared to do something I don’t think she should: Call all my friends “OH NO SHE DIDN’T”
I don’t get it.
And yet, I do it.
I don’t get why I do it. So, I’m working on it.
But I’d love to know: why do you think women pick on other women?
New Rules: Let’s get each other’s back. And if we can’t: Let’s Zip Our Lips.
Reminds of the Pixar short of the birds: http://vimeo.com/32449210
Oh, my, goodness… I didn’t even realize you could watch those online! And… nailed it!
As an aside, the opening sequence is totally my parakeets. Thank you for the link… and for even leaving a comment on such a loaded post. Ha!
Who knows how long that link will be up. I have to imagine it violates a Disney copyright or two – but until it does, everyone should go watch it! 🙂
Good point. Of course, tweeting it probably doesn’t help keep it under cover… it’s just so CUTE! Thank you for the link.
The pixar film is also on iTunes; I snapped a copy up for a buck on sale a few years ago…
I have a ton of theories about why women are so harsh on each other. Most of them directly correspond to what I call the post-feminist vacuum. Basically, the tail-end of rampant sexism that is accepted as the norm has a key feature: it took us out of competition with men, and away from that wonderful sense of female solidarity , and put us into direct competitor with each other. And there’s the fact that we hold each other to impossible standards that we cannot live up to, standards that we don’t hold men to because they are either still “superior” or worse, beneath us. I suspect it’s the former, sadly, and we try to win male attention and respect by denigrating each other. Insidious, isn’t it? It’s like a seesaw that won’t level out until we drop all that baggage…
I cannot add anything to this. . . other than to say, you always leave the most insightful comments and I am thankful for your presence in my life
Is it about power (and popularity in some strange way)? It seems like we are competing with each other all the time now, whether we acknowledge it or not.
You’re so right. . .