BRAGGING OR COMPLAINING?
"The lady doth protest too much, methinks" is a figure of speech originally found as a quotation from the 1600 play called Hamlet, by William Shakespeare. It is used in everyday speech to indicate doubt in someone's sincerity.
I read today about 3 "starlets" (I'd never heard of them), accusing Steven Seagal of unprofessional behavior, of trying to repeatedly manhandle them and, of course....this was years ago--back when Steven was handsome, fit, a Hollywood success; years ago, before Seagal became overweight and over-aged.
I'm tired of women, falling all over themselves, announcing how they were mistreated endless years ago; to complain about men "coming onto them"; to whine about well-known men who found them irresistible. WHY didn't they go public when it happened?!?!? With many of these women, their stories keep changing!
If they truly wanted to make-a-statement for women, why didn't they shout their stories to the world, the moment they were victimized?!?!?! Or....just maybe, at the time, they used their attractiveness and sexiness as a bargaining chip. After the pain...there are soooooo many possibilities, including Fame and Fortune.
I suspect there's a hidden agenda with almost all these females. I believe they are desperate for attention, publicity, and probably-- money. Either they are complaining or...bragging. They want to be connected with famous people, politicians, leading men/actors like Seagal....to brag about the men who couldn't control themselves when faced with such attractive, talented, and sexy women.
I didn't "out" Bill Clinton back in the eighties. Our brief encounter was consensual and when it ended... I was ashamed of my mistake. Bill was nothing to "write home about". In fact, just remembering it made me feel sleazy. I chose to keep it a secret and to move on with my life until..... ten years later, a reporter from Arkansas called to say he was running a story, based on an interview with a State Trooper. Seems the story would identify me as one of the Governor's girlfriends.
Unlike "the others", I didn't make money, become an instant public figure, or get a major career "boost" from being associated with Bill Clinton. In fact, being named a Bimbo.....destroyed my career, ruined my reputation, and caused me to lose everything I loved.
In retrospect, I guess I should have posed for girlie magazines or played the victim so people would pay-off my house, or hired a political manager to negotiate a book deal or found an agent to demand money when journalists inteviewed me, took photos, or quoted me in print, but....that's not me.
There's something to be said for being alone, poor, but proud. I sleep well at night and have no trouble looking in the mirror.
Yes, I'd enjoy having money but I've learned to be extremely frugal and a very-wise shopper. I have priceless memories. I've lived a life far-beyond anything money or a pay-off could buy.