Bitch on the Blog

August 21, 2013


Filed under: Animals — bitchontheblog @ 10:19

Do I love anything better than someone asking an inane question? Yes, I do.

Author shall remain anonymous (for her own protection) asks: “”Why are women catty (towards other women)?” Naturally, as one is, as are her commentators, she is the shining exception to the rule.

If there is one thing that drives me up the wall and towards one of my pieces of driftwood to stifle screams of exasperation it’s GENERALIZATIONS. Neither do I have any idea what ‘catty’ means. Presumably what is a man’s sarcasm is a woman’s cattiness. Look, woman, don’t give yourself and your gender a bad name.

Funny thing is, and please forgive me for making a noise resembling a snort: Never ever has a woman been more catty towards me than the person in question. In fact, so catty, she can’t bear any of my comments. Deleted without so much as going for the jugular. Well, Sweetheart, I have to hand it to you: You know when you are beaten.

Hugs and kisses,




  1. If women are catty what are men? Doggy?

    Comment by Rummuser — August 21, 2013 @ 12:51 | Reply

    • Stop it, Ramana. Mind you, makes a rather good game running the gamut of the animal kingdom: I know at least one person (not biblically) who is a weasel, that’s pretty devastating as far as assessments go. Then there was that poster in one of my brother’s small rooms of the house, complete with flush, which read: “Alle Maenner sind Schweine”. All men are pigs. I have never verified this but do take his word for it. Whether this depiction was taken off the wall once he himself had produced two sons I can’t recollect.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — August 22, 2013 @ 05:18 | Reply

  2. Catty : Deliberately hurtful in one’s remarks; spiteful.
    Interesting ……. as I have met many a man who would fit that description, some gay and some not….. I find that when pushed I fit into that. latter,category…. I have to say that I learned from my mother in the first palce and many of my , mainly female, colleagues gave me great examples to futher hone my skills.
    I said “when pushed” and I will say that I have to be pushed very hard and usually I turn catty in defense of others.

    Much more seriously …. this has been highlighted by the recent suicide of a young woman who suffered from the cattimess of others of her gender on the internet.

    Comment by magpie11 — August 21, 2013 @ 14:08 | Reply

    • Despite my blog title (and you know how it came about – yes, alliteration, sure) I am not given to spite. To my wide eyed surprise I have found myself at the receiving end – once or twice. One memorable occasion at my first wedding. A brief remark addressed at me so below the belt I was stunned into silence. So I cried instead (privately). Comforted by my father who assured me that all brides cry at their wedding. Really? Lucky me.

      Yes, David, I can see (and know) that despite your mild temper you can turn catty on behalf of others. Which is admirable. Unfortunately, and maybe you find this too, the worst offenders often quite oblivious to what’s coming their way by dint of boomerang. Subtlety – an art lost on many.

      You mention the suicide of a young woman harassed on the internet. I do not wish to belittle her plight. However, if I were her mother I’d ask myself some serious questions. Not least: How come that a child of mine doesn’t have the spine to stand up to numb skulls, instead being driven to the brink and taking the final jump? I know it sounds harsh but if I were that mother I knew I’d failed – big time. By not giving him/her the wherewithal to withstand adversity.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — August 22, 2013 @ 05:46 | Reply

      • NOt so mild tempered! I have inherited(or learned?) my father’s tendency to “quickly anger”… maybe I control it better than he?

        It is not always easy to withstand the onslaughts of the nasty or downright evil…… the incessant drip, as water on a stone, gradually wears down the resistance. Couple that with feelings of shame and not knowing that you will have support and dreadful things can happen.
        I’m 67 and I still do not know that my father loved me. Would I have dared to share my fears with him? No.I doubt if I’d have had his support. Even now if he were to come into this room I would be in fear of him. The same goes for my mother. No, chldren do not always feel that they can share their pain with parents.

        Comment by magpie11 — August 25, 2013 @ 11:46 | Reply

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