Bathsheba Everdene is a Bitch

And, like most Fictional Bitches, she is more unrelenting in her bitchiness than most (but not all) of the Real Life Bitches I've known. But the nature of her bitchiness is very familiar to me from my life experiences: she uses the affection that men feel for her as a fulcrum to obtain what she desires, whether it be a  passing moment's diversion or to obtain some form of security or advancement for herself, whether it be financial, emotional, or whatever. And she doesn't give even a milligram of shit about how much damage she inflicts on the man so long as she obtains what she desires. And it's that absolute disregard of the other, that utter contempt for all outside of her self, which makes me loathe her. And recognize her.

So the only thing that I wish that I could change about Far From the Madding Crowd is Gabriel's response to Bathsheba at the end of the story. He should have told her to take a flying fuck at the moon. 

And, of course, so should I have done.

So . . . better late than never? Take a flying fuck at the moon, girls. You bitches.

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