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An Open Letter to Parents

Wednesday, July 28th, 2010

Hi Parents,

If you have young kids, come sit next to me for a second, we need to have a chat. So, congrats on having some offspring, that’s great. Continuation of the human race and all that. Fantastic times. But can I just break something to you that no one else has the balls to tell you? Your kid ain’t that great.

I’m sorry to burst your bubble, it’s just a fact. I mean, I know that your child’s every breath leaves you in awe and wonderment, but to the rest of us, it’s just some pretty regular shit. And I know that your little bundle of joy has turned your life upside down and everything now takes on a new meaning, but to the rest of us, life just goes on. So, if you could stop it with all the constant updates about how Junior opened his eyes today, or took his first step or giggled, it’d be much appreciated.

And you should really think twice before posting that Facebook status update about how little Tommy went potty all by himself today. I’m telling you this for your own good – absolutely no one but you cares about your child’s bowel movements. Oh and stop using your kids pic as your profile picture while you’re at it – lame.

I know this all sounds pretty harsh, but I can assure you, all childless people (and some other parents too) have had these thoughts at one time or another, as you regale every dinner party with stories of your child’s ‘wonderful achievements’. The reality is, what your boasting about is what every kid does. Every kid crawls, walks, burps, farts, laughs, learns to read blah blah blah. Please stop boring us! Unless your child is a bone fide genius, he’s really not doing anything new or special.

Mothers, I get that you gave birth – kudos, ’cause that bit sure does deserve some props – but you don’t now out-rank me as a woman because you carried something in your womb. So, enough with the eye rolling if I don’t let you jump ahead of me in a queue just because you have a kid. In fact, if you have a kid, I’m gonna assume you have a significant other who can help you with your chores. Me? I’m single – I’m doing all this grocery shopping by myself and I have to carry my own bags! Give me a break over here!

Here’s another thing you should probably hear – while you think your baby is the most beautiful thing in the world, everyone else is fully aware that all babies look pretty much the same and are sometimes quite ugly. It’s OK, they grow into their looks, but when they’re a few days old, it’s not really like I can step in there with a ‘oh my! Little Sarah has fabulous bone structure.’ The constant pressure to say that everyone’s child is the most beautiful thing on earth is kinda awkward.

I’m fully aware that if I have children, this whole thing will go out the window as I bore everyone around me to tears with tales of how wonderful/perfect/gorgeous/clever they are. It’s the nature of the beast. This also doesn’t really apply to my friends who have kids because their kids are legitimately, better looking than yours and most impressive in all their pursuits.

So in conclusion, we get it – you’re proud. Roger that. 10-4. We don’t need the 50 Facebook updates a day and constant pictures to hammer that point home. It’s a given. You’d be pretty soulless if you didn’t think your own flesh and blood was the shiznit – I’m just saying, don’t always expect everyone to be on the bandwagon.

Sincerely,

Bangs

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Tags: annoying things, babies, parents
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Judgement Day

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

Through various debates I’ve seen online recently (some I’ve been guilty of starting), one theme seems to have been prevalent: judgement. Apparently, we shouldn’t do it. Judging is bad, terrible, awful, you’re an awful person if you judge others (which in itself is a bit of a judgement, but whatever), you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, yada yada yada. That’s all great, but can we have a reality check for a second? We all do it!

Let’s all get off our collective high horses and just admit, we all judge other people. There, doesn’t that feel good to just let that out? Please don’t even for a second think about getting up in this comments section talking about how you genuinely don’t judge people because that is the biggest load of bollocks you will have ever typed. Don’t do it. Enough with all that holier-than-thou bullshit, seriously.

It doesn’t even matter if it’s right or wrong that we judge people, the fact of the matter is we do it. We ALL do it. When you go for a job interview, you don’t roll up in there in your jim jams and a pair of flips flops, do you? Of course not, because you know you’re being judged and you know it’s important that you make a good impression. (Quick side note: if any of you have ever gone to an interview wearing flip flops, see me in my office after – I have a bitch slap with your name all over it.)

I judge people all the time, by what they’re wearing, how they’re acting, if we get into a conversation that first five minutes are crucial. I can honestly say, a good majority of the time, my initial assumptions are right (if I get to know the person enough to find out) and yes sometimes, there are those occasions where you can knock me down with a feather about exactly how wrong I was. Do I feel bad about judging people? Absolutely not. I know they’re judging me the same way. There are people who think I’m a complete asshole. Are they wrong? No – perhaps when they met me, I was having a crappy day and I was a complete asshole. That’s not all of me, that’s just what they’re unfortunate enough to know. No point in me being upset about it.

There are moments that make me cringe when I think of the impression I must have given people. I’ve been mouthy, argumentative, brash, said plenty of things without thinking – there are surely people who have formed their entire opinion of me based on those moments. But they’re not wrong for doing so. There’s not enough time in life to get to know everyone on an intimate level where you can really understand them and get to grips with what they’re about, so it’s easier to make this 5 second assumptions.

People have the right to judge you and think whatever they want about you. You just have to be comfortable enough with yourself to not particularly care either way.

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Tags: basic life facts, judging
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Social Media’d Up

Monday, July 26th, 2010

In 2005, just before I moved to Japan, I stumbled across a peculiar thing called MySpace. I was horrified. Why would anyone want to put themselves out there like that, I thought. A girl had put pictures of herself up and people were ripping her to shreds. I don’t want any part of that, I said and quickly navigated away. Fast forward to today, I have this blog, Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, Tumblr, Soundcloud…basically, there is no escape from me on the internet. I got sucked in.

What happened is, when I got to Japan, I saw my roommate was using MySpace. She talked me through the benefits and said it might be a good way to meet people. Hmm. I set up a profile and within a couple of weeks, it had basically become like my own personal dating site (hey, we were in Japan – there’s a lot of lonely American military men out there, what can I say?)

When I moved to Canada at the end of ’06, everyone was talking about something called ‘Facebook’. I don’t need that, I’d say, I have MySpace. But after a while, having MySpace was like being the last person at a party. Plus, the only friend requests I was getting on there at that point were from random death metal bands in Ohio. Yup, I had no choice, I had to defect – so, off I went to set up my Facebook account.

At the end of ’07, this blog was born. Last year, though it petrified me, I decided to start making video blogs. Gradually, one little thing at a time, my online life has grown to the point where I’m online all the time.

So why do we do it? Those who don’t ‘get’ it, say it’s just all so narcissistic to put ourselves out there like that. Do I think that what I have to say is any more interesting than anyone else? Of course I do! I wouldn’t waste my time otherwise. In reality, is it any more interesting? Of course not! First and foremost, as someone who spent much of my twenties galavanting around in other countries, it was just a way for me to keep in touch with my friends – if other people wanted to read what I had to say, cool.

People who don’t use any form of social media love to look down their noses at those of us who do. We’re just all sad little losers, living a fantasy life with no real friends. If that’s all they get from their internet experience, they’re doing it wrong. I’m happy to say I’ve met so many wonderful people through blogging and happily count them as friends now. I use Social Media to grow both my online and personal connections. For me, one is not really separate from the other.

It takes a while to get used to, as my blog grows, the barrage of negative comments that come every now and then, how people can and will judge your whole life off just one blog post, then click through to some other random portal of the internet without giving it a second thought. How people will make all sorts of suggestions about how you should conduct yourself on your blog or Twitter (how about I just stick these middle fingers up, that good enough?) without considering that they should perhaps start their own blog before offering up their armchair ponderings.

There are a million things about Social Media that drive me crazy (really? Another blurry shot of your drunken night out on your Facebook page? Yawn), but I can’t imagine my life without it.

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Tags: blogging, facebook, myspace, online life, twitter
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Fight the Power

Wednesday, July 21st, 2010

Every now and then I write something on this here blog and the reaction sometimes astounds me. That’s just what happened last week when I wrote a post about being ladylike. While I knew there would obviously be people who would disagree with me, I didn’t expect people to find the mere concept of respecting oneself and having a little decorum and manners offensive. Feminism has truly done a number on our generation.

And please, before you get your already twisted knickers into an even bigger knot, take a Xanex and chill the hell out for a second. Believe it or not, I do actually consider myself a feminist. I believe in my rights and the rights of women everywhere, all over the world and Lord knows, I’m very vocal about that. So, when, as one of the more ludicrous comments I’ve ever had on this blog suggested that particular blog post meant that I don’t believe in women’s right to vote, I could do nothing but slam my head against my desk.

Let me be clear: I believe in being a lady, I believe in the power of presentation and take great pride in the way I choose to present myself. I wear lipstick and heels. None of that, has one iota to do with my rights as a woman. None of it. Nowhere in that blog post did I say we should all be meek and mild and only speak when spoken to. If you read this blog regularly or know me in person, you would know that I am far from fitting into the meek and mild category. I’m exceptionally opinionated, sometimes about things I have no business having an opinion on, but I’ll damn well have one – you know why? Because women like my grandmother lived through a time where her voice didn’t count.

But I can’t say I’m mad at that commenter. She, like the others who said the post is a giant step back for feminism are merely misguided. I think when most people think of feminism, they think of burning bras and hairy arm-pitted women stripping themselves of all the ideals a patriarchal society weighed us down with. Well ladies, how about you move it forward 40 years or so? Believe it or not, the movement has progressed somewhat. Feminists now come in all forms.

The ‘Laddette’ movement in the 90s is largely responsible for women being so outraged at the idea of behaving like a lady. According to that, we should be trying to go toe to toe, pound for pound with men, drink them under the table, have emotionless, promiscuous sex, belch, fart and curse your way around town with the lads. If that’s what you want to do, more power to you – but just because I choose to not conduct myself that way, it does not make me less of a woman and certainly not less of a feminist. I don’t feel as though I have to hate men or let my armpit hair grow to make that point.

How people find the concept of ladies not being drunk in public or fighting, or getting into a car with their knees together offensive, truly does baffle me. But hey, if you don’t want to do that, that’s your right, thank goodness. However, to make out as if I’m setting women back by suggesting we should conduct ourselves with a little decorum? Well, you can (and I mean this in as polite and ladylike way as possible), quite frankly, kiss my lipstick wearing, high heeled ass.

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Tags: feminism, women's rights
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Congratulations!

Thursday, July 15th, 2010

Earlier this week, I wanted to show you, my lovely readers, how much I appreciate you and to do that, I offered up a few Paul Mitchell hair goodies to giveaway. I’m pleased to announce, the winners, picked at random are:

- Tiffany Parker Smith

- Toni Cabrera

- Gemma (gemjar69)

Well done ladies! Thank you for your continued support of my bloggery. Enjoy your goodies!

Thank you also to all of you who entered – it was overwhelming! As a consolation prize, I’m giving each and every one of you a booty grope. You feel that?

There’ll be more giveaways in the future so keep your eyes peeled.

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Fellas, It’s Called ‘Work’ – Get Acquainted

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

Our generation are some lazy mofos. Try asking a guy between the ages of 20 and 30 what he does for a living these days and then pull up a chair – the responses take a while. No one has a regular job anymore. Why can’t people just be accountants or police men? I’ll tell you why – because MTV has made everyone believe they can be the next Sweet Sixteen, Cribs, P Diddy-lifestyle-having douchebag. Well, enough is enough!

I’ve lost count of the number of rappers, producers, promoters, entrepreneurs, band managers, blah blah blah I’ve met. Funny how all of those things seem to involve people doing absolutely nothing, but talking a whole lot of crap. What ever happened to having a work ethic? Going to university? Studying, working hard (sometimes at things you have no desire to do whatsoever – the horror!), having a goal that fell somewhere in the realm of being remotely realistic? It seems like everyone wants to live like a rock star, has no idea how to attain that lifestyle, doesn’t want to do any work to find out, but will continue to spout an endless stream of shite about how that’s what they’re aiming for.

We have channels like MTV to thank for it. There’s a whole generation who’ve been raised on shows about people of considerable means, flaunting their lavish lives. We don’t see any of the work that went into them being able to afford what they have, but it’s essential that we see their five cars, diamond encrusted toilets and of course, their bedrooms ‘where the magic happens’. Or we glorify ridiculously spoiled kids with shows like ‘Super Sweet Sixteen’ instilling the believe that being a entitled bratty twat is super attractive.

And for those guys who believe they’re too old and sophisticated to watch MTV, don’t worry – they’re sitting around watching Entourage thinking that’s what they’re life will be like one day. All they need is one talentless friend, one with a decent Blackberry plan and two hangers on and they’ll hit the big time. They’ll be playing golf with crazy agents, getting more ass than Tiger Woods and Bill Clinton combined and every now and then the ‘talent’ will shoot a few scenes in a crappy movie. Yup, that’s gonna happen fellas. Keep living the dream.

What’s wrong with being ordinary? Not everyone was destined to be a multiplatinum selling recording artist. The world needs doctors and teachers and salesmen too. There’s only room for one Lil Wayne (praise be to Buddah). The people who are really cut out to reach those dizzying heights of fame and success are few and far between (we’re still not sure how Justin Beiber slipped through the cracks). So stay in your lane, with healthy ambition and goals and drive, but try to ensure your feet stay on the ground and your head out of the clouds while you do it. Because seriously, the next guy who tells me he’s a producer/promoter/entrepreneur can expect to be throat punched.

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Am I a Woman Hater?

Thursday, June 24th, 2010

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A couple of days ago, I did a post about domestic violence, exploring the idea that a man should never hit a woman. I wanted to take a look at it from a different angle, generate discussion and shed more light on the fact that it is not only women who are victims of domestic violence. A commenter on that post has accused me of being a woman hater. Here is her comment:

Miss Bangs and Bun….be honest….are you a woman hater??
all you seem to do is have little digs at women all the time??
Are you on a mission like Cosmopolitian magazine to make women feel crap about themselves??
Your posts always seemed to geared toward dissing, cussing or tearing women down one way or another. You never say anything nice EVER!
Domestic violence is a hefty issue and every situation is so different! It’s clear you have no personal experience of DV. It’s opinions like yours that stop women speaking out…Maybe speak to some women you have and get a better understanding and maybe abit of compassion. Violence against a man or a woman is NEVER acceptable or the answer to any relationship problem! Your such a great writer, it would be fantabulous to see you write something positive about women!

I think this raises some interesting points and would like to thank whoever wrote it.

So, let’s examine: am I a woman hater? Well, considering I am a woman and I think I’m pretty damn marvellous, no, I’d have to say I’m not.

It’s important to understand, this is a humour blog. My particular brand of humour is observational and leans to the cynical side. As such, I take situations, try to look at them from a different angle and give a perspective that differs from the ones you may read everywhere else.

The reason it may come off as though I hate women is because traditional women’s media does nothing but blow smoke up our asses. You, it seems, have fallen into the trap of believing what that particular brand of media has shoved down your throat. Me? I’m a realist. Are we all domestic goddesses? Hell no. Are we all skinny? Do we all have perfect jobs? Are we all sugar and spice and all things nice? Most definitely not. Women have changed throughout the ages. I have a huge interest in women’s issues from the 1920s-1960s. Those were times where women had class, there was etiquette that was followed and we actually behaved like ladies. There’s been a real shift in the way women present themselves and are perceived. We’re still fighting for equality. I genuinely just want us to do better, be better, grow, learn and progress.

What I try to do here is explore that. I’ll hold a mirror up to us and make us look at the parts of ourselves that we’d rather not believe. There are unsavoury elements of being a woman that lie in all of us and I’m not exempt from that. A lot of this is as much for self analysis as it is anything else. Sometimes when I write something, I’m just throwing it out there to gauge opinion, hear what others think. Through those debates, I’ve learned many things and they’ve helped me to look at things in a different light.

You are not Elle magazine. You are not Vogue, Company, Glamour or any of the others. There’s more to us than that and it’s not always pleasant. If that offends your ‘rainbows and unicorns’ mentality, then I apologise, but like I said, I’m a realist.

As for your comment that I ‘never write anything nice, ever!’ well, I’ve had this blog for two and a half years and I highly doubt you’ve read every post. If you had, you would know that isn’t true.

In reference to me never having experienced domestic violence, may I direct you to this post where I discuss going through a court case because my boyfriend at the time assaulted me. If you’ve gone through the fear and intimidation of the court system, restraining orders etc, trust me, it’s not possible to not have compassion.

Your comment highlights exactly what I was talking about. You say ‘it’s opinions like yours that stop women speaking out.’ Once again, you’re believing the hype. Believe it or not, it is not always women who are the victims. My post was trying to draw attention to that. And yes, I took a look at what a lot of people are not willing to admit – that sometimes women’s behaviour can escalate situations unnecessarily. I see nothing wrong with discussing that if it makes a woman think twice about the way she’s acting and treating people. We are not always right! As I stressed in the post, I do not condone domestic violence and I think it’s equally as wrong for a woman to hit a man as it is vice versa.

In short, if you want the same old drivel, pick up any women’s magazine – they’re all the same. But here, I’d rather present you with something that’ll make you think. If you really read my blog, you’d see that I’ve gone to bat defending women just as much as I’ve questioned our crazy ways.

But thank you for the comment – you have given me food for thought, indeed.

Tags: am I a hater?, debate, feminism, women
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The Bitch Please Advice Column

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

Dear Bangs,

I have a friend and colleague who I feel may actually be more of a frenemie. She’s a wild card, which can make her fun, but right now it’s really rubbing me the wrong way.

We work in the same office, but for slightly different organisations. I’ve worked here longer, so maybe I’m just being resistant to change, but I don’t really think that’s the case. I think the problem is she’s a knob.

She has this sense of entitlement and authority – she has a really flamboyant style, loads of very big, very visible tattoos, she wears gold cowboy boots with knee high socks and a silk Chinese dress (it doesn’t work) and sheer tops over sheer bras. She’s obsessed with Vice magazine and has got our colleague to take topless photos of herself in the office to send to them. She talks about sex and drugs in the office, she’s always hung over and somehow our boss seems to love her.

As I’m leaving, she’s taken it upon herself to recruit for my role despite no one having asked her to. It’s nothing to do with her, but she feels this entitlement to do as she pleases. But maybe I’m being sensitive about leaving.

We went to a really nice tea party in a lovely hotel recently where I introduced her to my sister and frenamie spent the whole time shocking people by talking loudly about torture porn.

She has an internet slave. She sends him dirty underwear and he sends her money and designer shoes. That’s not too relevant – it’s just a bit weird.

So, I suppose my question is do I tell her she’s being a knob, or is that what makes her special and since I’m leaving it won’t affect me for much longer anyway. If I try to tame her will I ruin what’s special about her, or does she just need to learn?

Lots of love

Dowdy feeling friend

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Well Dowdy Feeling Friend, your friend sounds like a douchebag. Seriously, you are to be commended for withstanding the seemingly endless string of shite she appears to be hurling your way (or really just anyone’s way, whether they’re paying attention or not).

Let’s examine the various levels of douchebaggery this individual is caught up in:

a) gold cowboy boots, knee high socks and a Chinese dress – really? I mean, really?

b) the obsession with Vice Magazine – internationally recognised as the hipster douchebag journal of choice.

c) talking about sex and drugs in the office/always being hung over – ugh, just tired and classless.

d) torture porn – I don’t even know where to begin with that one.

e) the internet slave thing – I should be outraged, yet I find myself strangely jealous that she’s getting shoes out of that deal.

Alas, if I carry on, I’ll run out of alphabet.

And so, to your question: should you inform her of her twatiness or just let it slide? I think it’s clear that telling her will make absolutely no difference to her behaviour whatsoever. She’s an attention whore (and quite possibly an actual whore, on the internet at least). Everything about the behaviour you’ve described says that she goes balls out for maximum impact at all times. Telling her will undoubtedly give her an excuse (as if she’d need one) to be dramatic, start a fight, harp on about how the world’s against her….I’m falling asleep just thinking about it.

I think some of this is stemming from your feelings about leaving, but really if I were you, I would just ignore her antics. Playing into it gives her exactly what she wants. She sounds so utterly tiresome, I can’t imagine doing anything other than turning your back and walking far, far away (preferably with some lighter fluid and those gold cowboy boots).

Smooches,

Bangs

If you have a problem and need some tell-it-like-it-is advice, email bangsandabun@gmail.com

Tags: advice, bitch please
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Testing Limits

Tuesday, June 22nd, 2010

A man should never lay hands on a woman – we hear that all the time. It’s drilled into us. Few things have folks in agreement as much as how much of a low down dirty bastard a woman beater is (just ask Chris Brown). No matter what the circumstances, a man should never raise his hand to his fair lady friend. But is it really true?

Before everyone gets all up in arms and domestic violence groups get on my case, I absolutely, 100% am by no means condoning or excusing domestic violence here. My point is that the whole notion of men never being able to lay hands on a woman has given women with a misplaced sense of power.

I’m not talking about a case of a meek and mild lady who, if she washes a dish wrong, gets an almighty beat down from her fella. That’s undeserved and uncalled for. There are women who can’t stand up for themselves and men who get off on beating women – if those two happen to be unlucky enough to be in a relationship, hopefully she can get out and he can get locked up.

But then there are women who, let’s be honest, if they’re not asking to be hit, it’s hard to understand what exactly they want from their situation. I’ve seen these women and the way they talk down, belittle, antagonise and get in the face of their men. It’s non-stop, constant yacking and nagging about inconsequential bullshit most of the time. Yapping for the sake of yapping. Trying to keep a man ‘in his place’. The man in her life could be as mild mannered as they come, but just put yourself in his shoes for a second. He’s been in this relationship for God knows how long and every day, she goes a step further in putting him down, belittling him, shouting at him, screaming at him, accusing him of cheating, complaining he never does anything around the house, getting in his face, pointing her fingers at him, pushing him….I don’t care how much we say a man should never hit a woman – can we please accept the fact that a man has his limits?

There are some women out there who hold onto that notion that no man can ever touch her and use it to run riot their partner. I don’t care who’s physically stronger, on a basic human level of respect, it’s just as wrong for a woman to hit a man and emotionally abuse him as it is for a man to do the same. So, if a woman is doing all of that and the man, one time in his life, snaps and hits her, I’m sorry, but she had it coming.

The ‘a man should never hit a woman’ mentality has some women thinking they have the upper hand and can act in any way they like with no recourse. It’s true, no man should ever hit a woman (or vice versa), but don’t ever use that as an excuse to mistreat the one you’re with.

Tags: debate, domestic violence
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Anyone for Tennis?

Monday, June 21st, 2010

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If you live in a country other than America, the past week or so of your life has most likely been consumed by football. (America, that’s actual football, not what you call football which is a bunch of burly dudes in padding and lycra whose feet never actually even go near a ball). I don’t know about you, but I, for one, welcome any sort of relief from football hooliganism, St George’s flags, those goddamn vuvuzelas (and our crappy England team). And relief is upon us my friends, in the form of Wimbledon.

Let’s just take a moment to applaud a classier sport. There’ll be no blowing of loud obnoxious horns. Just regular clapping and the occasional ‘woot!’ Strawberries and cream, people sitting on the hill by Wimbledon watching it on the big screen – it’s all very civilised.

I’ll be honest, I’m not really all that into a lot of sports. I like watching boxing (topless men beating the crap out of each other, what’s not to love?), those Ultimate Fighter contests (semi-naked men grappling and wrestling – what’s not to love?), basketball (tall men in shorts, what’s not to love?) – I think you get the gist of what I’m looking for in a sport. But tennis, I do genuinely admire the skill of. When it’s played well, it’s really quite beautiful. But of course, a girl’s gotta stay interested, so may I present to you, exhibit A and B of tennis hotness:

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Woosah!

Oh yeah, Mr Roddick and Mr Nadal can keep a girl interested alright.

I’m sad to say, ladies tennis doesn’t excite me quite as much, mainly because it’s annoying as hell. I read someone that while the male tennis players on the circuit all get on and there’s a good deal of camaraderie, surprise surprise, it’s supposedly a complete bitchfest amongst the female players. Oh ladies, why can’t we just all get along?! Talk about playing up to stereotypes. It’s all a little embarrassing.

I want to support women’s tennis, of course I do, but it all comes off a bit ‘she just pulled my hair in the changing rooms before we came out here.’ I hate it when the press focus more on what female players are wearing than how they’re playing, but who can blame them? It seems too many of the players are more concerned about that than they’re game themselves. I swear if Venus shows up wearing anything even remotely similar to her French Open outfit of choice, I quit being a spectator of this shambles altogether.

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Seriously though, why was she dressed like a $2 hooker?

And then there’s the grunting. Jesus Christ, the grunting! My God. Highly irritating and not in the least bit attractive. Remember when that guy rushed on the court and stabbed Monica Seles in the back of the neck? It might have been to stop her making that God awful noise.

So, I’ll just take the men’s game, thanks. None of the ‘who’s wearing what’ (though whenever Wimbledon decide to bring in that ‘No T Shirts’ rule for men, it will get my full backing) and not quite so much grunting. Let’s just hope that someone other than that smarmy Federer wins this year.

Tags: Andy Roddick, rafa nadal, tennis, venus williams, wimbledon
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