I'm female. Before I was a woman, I was a girl. I've been female all of my life. I was even a real housewife - in a way, I still am, but I DON'T GET IT!
Never, in all my years of being a girl and a woman have I engaged in screaming matches with other women - and these women are supposed to be friends - and on television, for all to see?
Last night I must have been feeling masochistic because I watched the finale of this season's "Real Housewives of New York City."
Is this how women really behave? Have I been living in a bubble my whole life?
Gossipping, back-stabbing, exaggerating, lying, screaming, drunken obscene behavior - and all for public view and, of course, a paycheck.
I watched, mouth agape.
Yes, I'd seen the show before, and yes, I've watched it from time-to-time, but it wasn't for entertainment. I don't know what it was for. Sometimes we pull on a hang nail. It hurts. It's stupid, but we do it anyway. Why? I don't know. To get in touch with ourselves?
I don't feel superior to these women, I feel bewildered by them.
Are they faking craziness? Is it an act?
When has confrontation, hysteria, and hatefulness become entertainment?