Spice Girls To Blame?
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 12:23 am
Interesting piece in one of the Sunday supplements this week by, Fey Weldon. In it she puts forward her view that the Spice Girls were instrumental in turning Britain?s once gorgeous girlies into the shrieking coven of obnoxious, skanky charver that they seem to be today. Here?s a snippet.
?And if that energising, ?down with men? girl power devolved down to estate level to create a new female climate of disrespect, with a lot of swearing at mums and thumping of teachers, a careless sexuality, fancying and pulling, not loving ? creating as a complement an equivalent male breed of skulking, vandalising hoodies ? you could hardly blame the Spice Girls. Could you? They were just a pop group, artificially created by cunning managers who saw a future in girl groups after a 10-year rule by boybands.
If boys became the new girls, nervous of sex for fear of failure, old-fashioned and blundering, their macho malehood discredited ? ?If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends? ? it was just another song: don?t blame the Spice Girls. A new breed of anorexic, bulimic, drunken girlhood on our street corners, indifferent to icy winds, bringing up their bile over the white-trainered feet of noble paramedics? Surely not because of lyrics sung by a generation of impressionable little girls ? ?Well it was Saturday night, I know the feeling was right?? It couldn?t be as simple as that.?
Officer Dibble
?And if that energising, ?down with men? girl power devolved down to estate level to create a new female climate of disrespect, with a lot of swearing at mums and thumping of teachers, a careless sexuality, fancying and pulling, not loving ? creating as a complement an equivalent male breed of skulking, vandalising hoodies ? you could hardly blame the Spice Girls. Could you? They were just a pop group, artificially created by cunning managers who saw a future in girl groups after a 10-year rule by boybands.
If boys became the new girls, nervous of sex for fear of failure, old-fashioned and blundering, their macho malehood discredited ? ?If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends? ? it was just another song: don?t blame the Spice Girls. A new breed of anorexic, bulimic, drunken girlhood on our street corners, indifferent to icy winds, bringing up their bile over the white-trainered feet of noble paramedics? Surely not because of lyrics sung by a generation of impressionable little girls ? ?Well it was Saturday night, I know the feeling was right?? It couldn?t be as simple as that.?
Officer Dibble