March 29th, 2011 / 2:55 pm

Don’t piss us off

I’ve been thinking about pissed off women lately. Or, rather, I’ve been thinking about why writer-artists like to portray women as pissed off, including female writers. Are women really as angry as art and pop culture say? If so, aren’t men equally angry?

Think Medea.

Think Clytemnestra.

Think Gertrude (as in Hamlet’s mother, not my cat).

I mean, a lot of women are pissed off in literature.

And in film.

And in music.

For example, here is a song about an angry woman. It is beautiful. Watch it. Love it. (I must’ve watched this fifteen times in a row on Sunday, no exaggeration.)

So, why do you think art & pop culture portray women as so angry? Surely, it’s an exaggeration. And what about men? Do you think lit-art portrayed men to be equally pissed off as women? Are women simply better at being pissed? What does this say about expected gender roles?

I close with William Congreve, who so aptly wrote:

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned / Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

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