"You're just jealous!"
Those words were engraved into the mind of Miss Manners ever since she was a little girl in grade school, being forced to endure the harsh reality of how mean and cruel her fellow children could be. After all, she didn't come to school wearing jeans and the latest fashions like so many of the other little girls. (Really, what six-plus year old had a need for designer clothes?) Little Miss attended school in plain tops and ankle length dresses so as not to attract the wanton attentions of the boys, and when her peers would target and make fun of her? She repeated the same words that her mother would use to assure her daughter's healthy mind.
"You're just jealous!"
Of course, there were times these words instigated even worse than teases and taunts. They would at times grow far worse and fights would break out and more often than not, it was Little Miss Manners who would have to be dragged off of the little girl who thought she was an easy target. And being involved in such an unseemly thing as a fight would only serve to get her into trouble with her father once he got home from work at the construction site.
Followed up by a trip to Dairy Queen to reward his princess for winning the fight.
Miss Manners Life Lessons
"Listen along with me and together we'll save society from itself"
Caller #1: Hi Miss Manners, my name is Carmina. Yesterday I went to the store and some man got to the door first and held the door open for me and that just made me really angry! I felt absolutely attacked, like this man didn't think I was capable...
Miss Manners: Wait, wait. You were upset that the man acted the role of a gentleman like society had bred into him?
Caller #1: That's right.
Miss Manners: And did you enter the store as he held the door?
Caller #1: Yes but that's not the...
Miss Manners: You're going to have to forgive me but you have me spinning here. The door was open. You entered the store. What's the problem?
Caller #1: Well it's like I said, he held the door for me like I was unable. I am a staunch feminist and....
Miss Manners: Someone help me with all of this woke nonsense. Would you have raised such a fuss had I or any other woman held the door for you?
Caller #1: Of course not. I just...
Miss Manners: Then that, my dear, is entirely your problem. As a self-entitled feminist, you should be aware that feminism is not about men versus women or some mythical battle of the sexes. It's about both genders having equal rights in every way. Your being offended at a man doing for you what you would allow a woman to do goes against everything feminism stands for. So no, Carmina, you are not a real feminist. You're simply a reverse engineered man hater with tendencies of misandry.
Caller #1: But...
Miss Manners: And for the record, social norms dictate that it is polite for whoever arrives at the door first to hold it open. Man OR woman.
Caller #1: But...
Miss Manners: Next caller!
Caller #2: Hi Miss Manners! My name is Glen, I was wondering why you have it in so badly for Be Barnhart? What has she ever done to you?
Miss Manners: My dear, you misunderstand me. I do not have it in for Bea Barnhart from a personal standpoint. How could I? I never met the woman and for that, I am quit honestly eternally grateful. No, my intentions against Missus Barnhart are strictly professional because of how this woman has been acting for the past few years, ever since she first set foot inside of a wrestling ring. When Mark Ward and Christian Underwood finally deigned to sign me to a contract so I could start cleaning up the mess they've made of the Bombshell division, I explicitly told them that I wanted to start at the very bottom of the barrel. And that is exactly what Bea Barnhart is.
Personally I am insulted and embarrassed by the simple fact that Missus Barnhart is capable of calling herself a former champion here in SCW. The fact this woman has ever held a championship title around her waist - no matter for how short a period of time - is an affront to every hard working woman attempting to make her mark in this sport and to have the misogyny that seemingly rules this sport hold them back. I mean, let's face it. Bea Barnhart is only getting her spot in this business for one reason - Bill Barnhart.
Do you seriously think the bookers and match makers would have given her as many golden opportunities at championship titles if it weren't for the fact that she's married to a living legend like "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart? A man that has won championships in every promotion that he's ever worked for? A man that has been in ducted into a MULTITUDE of Hall of Fame ceremonies? A man that, like him or not, is respected by the majority of the wrestling community and is viewed as something akin to a locker room leader?
It's backstage politics, dear. That is the only reason why Bea Barnhart has even gotten a foot through the door, let alone gotten anything even remotely resembling a push. But this isn't even about that ... well, not entirely. It's also because of Bea's actions and her behavior ever since she started here as both a wrestler and a manager. It doesn't matter which of the happy couple is booked, each and every week it's the same old, tired story. One of them has a match and both cut a promo. Well I have news for both Barnharts; nobody cares what the other has to say when the other half of the happy couple is booked! If Bill has a match, nobody wants to hear from his little woman! And vice versa! We want to hear from the person who is actually in the match! Not their corner person who has absolutely nothing to do with the match and nothing of substance to contribute.
But this does bring up an interesting point, at least when it's Bea getting involved in her meal ticket's promos. How many times have I and so many others who have tuned in to Mister Barnhart's promos sat an heard Missus Barnhart warn people against doing what she either has been guilty of in the past or actions that she went on to do herself in said match? How often did Bea warn the managers or associates of her husband's opponents to stay out of the match and not interfere lest they incur her wrath? Only for Bea to do exactly that in the very same match?
Or - and this is a pivotal one - the time where Missus Barnhart interfered in a match by spraying some toxic substance into the eyes of Fenris, causing severe damage at the time and putting the man on the shelf for months? We all saw it. The world saw it happen! And yet our dear friend Bea continuously denied the event ever happened. Video footage continued to air of the incident. Bea professed her innocence. The physical damage was there for all to see and medical evidence was showcased to refute her claims and Bea still would admit no fault, trying to convince the world that she had 'diluted' whatever that cologne was before it was sprayed into the eyes of Fenris.
So, what exactly was it Bea? The event didn't happen or the cologne was diluted so it would cause no harm? It can't be both ways. Oh and for the record Bea, dear? Even if you were to dilute gasoline with water, it would make it no less harmful to ingest or get in your eyes so there goes another line of defense.
So in answer to your lovely and surprisingly wise question, Glen. This is why I asked to face Bea in my in-ring debut. In order to work your way up, you have to start at the bottom. And you just can't go any lower than Bea Barnhart.
Caller #2: Thank you, Miss Manners.
Miss Manners: Thank you, Glen. And thank you one and all for listening in. Tune in next time for more Life Lessons with yours truly, Miss Manners.[/color]