Whitney Huston

Whitney Huston. You may remember her from the 80s or 90s, particularly if you were a fan of well-sung yet incredibly generic music…  Or maybe you were a crack dealer. Either way, maybe you remember her.

She only appears in the news these days for doing batshit crazy stuff, like trying to mount a comeback.  Remember she tried that?…

According to reports, Whitney got all “diva” on the cabin crew when they asked her to buckle her belt on a flight fromAtlantatoDetroit.  She eventually accepted that this shit may have flown in the 80s or 90s, but if you want to act like an asshole on a plane in this 9/12 world, you have to hold some kind of sway.  Even then, the best you can hope for is ridicule.  At worst, G-Bay.

Anyway, the point of this is not some once-famous asshole acting like a currently-famous asshole.  This is about the word Diva.  I hate the word Diva.  It glamorises the despicable actions of people who think they are above everyone else because their throats are a bit better tuned than others.  It is unacceptable.

It is time for the press and everyone else to start saying what they mean.  The word Diva is a polite way of calling someone a bitch.  We should just man the fuck up and change the word.  It didn’t matter back in the day; the word worked because the people who were being called a Diva had worked hard for years to become one.  But these days, thanks to Simon Cowell, people are becoming Divas straight off the bat.  Alexandra Burke, anyone?  She was a Diva before she won the show.  By Diva, I of course mean my own interpretation of the term.

I’m happy enough to keep the word Diva, but there has to be some kind of massive advertising campaign to let the world know that it isn’t something you want to be called.  You would think that being referred to with the same word as people like Alexandra Burke, the big headed bastard, would be enough…  But it obviously isn’t.

People aspire to be a Diva, which is a tragedy, people wanting to grow up and talk down to people.  I’m no hippy, but we are all the same…  Maybe I’m slightly better than most of you. I don’t know that for certain, but I definitely seem to be.  But I’d never talk down to you, my loyal subjects.

“OOOh I’m such a diva.”

DIRTRIBUTOR: Henry Hunter

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