Mistress Meltdown

Why are some women just out to destroy each other? Ponies ponder.

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Something has changed in our culture. Perhaps its the Hollywood effect, perhaps it’s our evolution, but at what point did women start blindly attacking each other sans motive? When Tiger Woods’ mistresses started hosting their own press conferences and talking sex on the Howard Stern show in their bikinis, our stomachs started to turn. “Poor Elin!” we cried, “why are they doing this to her?” And now, merely weeks later, Sandra Bullock has encountered the exact same thing with nothing to show for it but a tarnished Oscar. It’s as if we’ve accepted this classless behaviour as what women are like now. Nothing but a bunch of black-widow spiders in thongs.

Mere moments after her Oscar, Bullock found her life completely in shambles when Michelle McGee claimed to have had an affair with her husband, Jesse James, while shooting the Blind Side. Don’t get us wrong, he was a pathetic asshole to cheat. But who is more pathetic? Him? Or the woman who outed him right when Sandra was supposed to be shining?

We ask ourselves, why would any self-respecting woman do this? Is it a private matter she felt desperately needed to be public? Or is it simply her obsession with fame? We’re at a point in society that it is acceptable to produce eight children (a litter) in order to be on TV – so while we’re at it, let’s get into our swimwear and discuss our highly nauseating sex lives. Becoming famous gets easier and easier, one must simply drop pants or stories for the cameras to roll. But this estrogen-fueled war is getting out of hand. It’s trickling down from the superficial Hollywood walls right onto our very own Facebook walls. We’ll do anything to steal him and ruin her.

But should we blame insecurity instead of fame? The implants, the surgery, the stretching and poking and prodding that is deemed essential for true beauty. While watching Saturday Night Fever last night, we noticed how much cellulite actress Karen Lynn Gorney had on her sagging behind during the film – which barely distracted us from her black teeth. There we were picking her apart, and that’s the cruel irony: we’d become one of them. It’s now in our nature to scrutinize until every movie star comes fully equipped with J-Lo derriere. So is it the hunt for perfection that makes women turn on each other so readily? Simply striving to become Barbie while we destroy the Skippers?

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Oh who to blame, who to blame. Perhaps just ourselves in the end. But maybe the Cowgirls are wrong on this one – after all, we’ve been like this for centuries: Anne Boleyn and Jane Seymour, Camilla and Princess Diana, Angelina and Jen, etc. etc. But should we really be blaming and sabotaging each other over one man’s mistakes? Why make it so much worse than it has to be? Your thoughts on all this?

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– The Cowgirls