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).