Despising Mommy Dearest
“Mildred, I think I’m really
seeing you for the first time
in my life, and you’re cheap
and horrible.”—Veda in
Mildred Pierce
I stood there staring at Mommy Dearest—clutched in the
muscular, traitor-esque arms of my ex-boyfriend loverboy who had so uncouthly
betrayed me.
But it was Mommy Dearest who’d betrayed me worst of all—and
now I simply hated them both!!!
“You can have my chicken boyfriend and your chicken pot pies
and everything that smells of K-Y!!!”
Mildred [with a slight gasp]: “Veda!!!”
I sneered at them both in bed—“I can’t wait to get away from
this shack with its cheap furniture, and this crummy town with its cheap women
like you and greasy ducktail Elvis the Pelvis mongoloids like him!”
Mildred [with another slight gasp]: “Veda!!!”
“You think just because you’ve got enough money for a
quickie face-lift, a new hairdo and some expensive clothes that you can turn
yourself into a sexy seductive Hollywood movie star? Hardly, my dear!!!”
Mildred [with a death-rattle gasp]: “Veda!!!”
“But you can’t. Because you’ll never be anything but a
common frump who stole my boyfriend!!!”
And with that I ran away from home—with all of its extreme
abjection and degrading humiliation. If people only knew what a girl has to go
through—all that horror and tragedy of normal family life!!!
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