I watched "Gone with the Wind" again last night, and I'll admit, I've always been more Scarlett than Melanie. But last night, I realized how unfairly Scarlett gets treated, and I feel the need to defend Scarlett. And myself, quite frankly.
Listen, Ashley marries the simpering Melly. He loves her. We get it. But who does he call on when the going gets tough? Scarlett. He knows Melanie is too wimpy to withstand everything going on -- and maybe that says something about men. They need to protect, to be man enough to stand over a woman. And that ain't easy with a woman like Scarlett, is it?
But Scarlett is at the hospital doing the work. Scarlett is in Atlanta protecting a pregnant Melanie when Aunt Pittypat wimps out. Scarlett crosses Yankee terrain to get Melly home safe with the baby. But does Scarlett get any credit? No. In fact, Rhett tells her how selfish and tough she is on the way. Well, YEAH! Because if she wasn't tough she'd be dead!!! And so would these wimpy women you all profess to love.
So this week my family got some bad news, and I've found a way to fix it. But you know what? It makes me Scarlett, and that makes me ugly and not feminine, but you know what? As God is my witness, my family will NEVER be hungry again. So take that you sweet, simpering Melanies, and when you need help, think about who it is your run to. I raise my glass to ya Scarlett! A tip of the iced soy mocha. Let others be sweet, we'll get things done.