Witchburns of real life
I just saw the movie Sydney White, a parody of the classic Disney cartoon Snow White, where Amanda Bynes plays the title role as an empowered version of Snow White. Anyway, my character of interest is the antagonist, Rachel Witchburn (played by Sara Paxton). In the film, she's an ambitious and self-absorbed elitist who is obsessed about maintaining her status as the hottest and most beautiful girl on campus (based on a MySpace poll). Witchburn is all over the place: president of the student government and president of a sorority where members look like Barbie. She's so easy to hate, especially because past that seemingly soft-spoken and dainty facade is a cold-hearted bitch from the last circle of hell. She's manipulative and gets what she wants simply because people are really scared of her.
The happy ending of the movie is a result of the silent majority finally standing up to her. I really think it's a relatable movie. The type A personalities who only comprise a minute proportion of the populace really cause unnecessary emotional hang-ups. Based on Wikipedia, type A personalities like Witchburn are characterized as high-achieving workaholics who multi-task, drive themselves with deadlines, and are unhappy about the smallest of delays. I'm sure there are very few type A individuals, but what I noticed is how they're present in every nook and cranny of society. It's like they're evenly dispersed. You know, imagine all the work places and classrooms of this world and there's at least one of them. All sorts of packaging: male/female, straight/gay, young/old, dainty/boisterous, smart/pretending to be smart....
...one thing's for sure though, people tolerate them. I suppose they add a little spice to an otherwise boring environment. If they weren't there serving themselves and wreaking havoc, then what would unite the rest of the populace? No gossip. Nothing to rant about. Nobody to bear false witness against, right?
...and then at the end of the day, we all start to feel guilty and say, let's give her/him the benefit of the doubt, maybe there are reasons why his/her behavior is such or such...blah blah blah...and then Witchburn irks us again by committing another kind of oppression...and then we start with the rant cycle once again.
Such is the irony of socializing. Of human civilization. Of these incredibly annoying yet pitiful bunch of Rachel Witchburns we call colleagues, classmates, relatives, etc. Life isn't as colorful if it weren't for these pesky characters who constantly push our buttons.
The happy ending of the movie is a result of the silent majority finally standing up to her. I really think it's a relatable movie. The type A personalities who only comprise a minute proportion of the populace really cause unnecessary emotional hang-ups. Based on Wikipedia, type A personalities like Witchburn are characterized as high-achieving workaholics who multi-task, drive themselves with deadlines, and are unhappy about the smallest of delays. I'm sure there are very few type A individuals, but what I noticed is how they're present in every nook and cranny of society. It's like they're evenly dispersed. You know, imagine all the work places and classrooms of this world and there's at least one of them. All sorts of packaging: male/female, straight/gay, young/old, dainty/boisterous, smart/pretending to be smart....
...one thing's for sure though, people tolerate them. I suppose they add a little spice to an otherwise boring environment. If they weren't there serving themselves and wreaking havoc, then what would unite the rest of the populace? No gossip. Nothing to rant about. Nobody to bear false witness against, right?
...and then at the end of the day, we all start to feel guilty and say, let's give her/him the benefit of the doubt, maybe there are reasons why his/her behavior is such or such...blah blah blah...and then Witchburn irks us again by committing another kind of oppression...and then we start with the rant cycle once again.
Such is the irony of socializing. Of human civilization. Of these incredibly annoying yet pitiful bunch of Rachel Witchburns we call colleagues, classmates, relatives, etc. Life isn't as colorful if it weren't for these pesky characters who constantly push our buttons.
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