June 01, 2004

So, Robert's dissing my posse

So, Robert's dissing my posse and then further compounds this mistake by calling Elizabeth "little miss goody two shoes" which the Pious Agnostic vehemently (in a 19th Century sort of way) disagrees with.

Shall we count all the mistakes Robert has made in the midst of trash talking? Yes lets. {insert Mr. Burns-ish rubbing of hands here}

1. He says Seldom Sober is cheaply bought. HA. I think not.
Seldom Sober is probably going to cost me more to host than when my
sister, her husband and three kids show up in a few weeks. The bar has
been set high and I plan to set it even higher. 2. Elizabeth's a
"little miss goody two shoes"? I think not. After all, if you were a
poor, but gentrified girl in the early 19th Century and your mother
told you to marry that bore of a preacher, Mr. Collins, and
you were a goody two shoes, you would have married him. You wouldn't
have refused him and you would have spent the rest of your life praying
for Mr. Collins to drop the hell dead. Lizzie was a rebel in an empire
style dress and ballet slippers, Robbo, and don't you forget it. And
she has "fine eyes" so that's gotta count for something. 3. Then he says that Emma was a "player." That she's out
there, making moves, stirring the pot, adding spice to everyone's bland
lives. That's a laugh. I have yet to see a character more lacking in
self-awareness than Emma. She's clueless.(That's why the movie based on Emma is called that. Like, duh.)
So bound and determined to have things her way, to puff up her already
dubious character, she effectively blinds herself to the truth of the
situation: that no one cares what she thinks. Well, except for
Knightly, but he's a wuss, so who cares what he thinks. And I'm pretty
sure there was a land grab in that deal so all of his
motivations are suspect from the beginning.
You're going to have to do better than this, Robert, if you want to
weaken my resolve. Because that's what trash talk is supposed to do,
right? It's supposed to weaken your opponent's resolve to fight the
good fight? Robert hasn't even made a door ding in my resolve.

Posted by Kathy at June 1, 2004 05:45 PM | TrackBack
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