Who knew that there was this big thing going on last year, that nastiness with “Sir” Paul and Prince Charles’ divorce lawyer doing battle in court against Lady McCartney and Princess Diana’s counsel? It all must have sucked up a lot of bandwidth that otherwise would have been wasted on war, the environment, and social justice issues. Heather Mills went after the British beef interests, and she paid the price.
Looking over the bits I missed, it seems that people had strong opinions about Ms. Mills, and since everyone loves Paul, it made great good sense that the media should fuel the hatred of Heather. Two sides to every story, people say, but that’s wrong, innit?
Whatever happened to Eastman, the department store heiress, I asked myself. She was a bit of a tart too, wasn’t she? Didn’t I feel like a shit when I found out she suffered with breast cancer and died ten years ago.
What about Jane Asher then? Who left whom, and why, and does it — did it matter to anyone but the people involved?
Answers to all these questions and more will be found in Germaine Greer’s beautiful essay, “Pop Bitch.”
Ever since Paul McCartney announced that he and Heather Mills were an item the media have been out to get her. Linda McCartney, about whom they had been every bit as vicious, was canonised in retrospect. Nobody remembered the jibes – “What d’you call a cow with wings?” “Linda McCartney”. Lady Heather Mills McCartney now has to face, probably for years, the same misogynistic cacophony, not just from the Neanderthal tabloids, but from the grandes dames of once-upon-a-broadsheet press, even the ones who call themselves feminist.
Now I’m off to dig up all the dirt I can on Patty Boyd….
Something in the way she knows
All I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows meI dont want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
Layla, you’ve got me on my knees.
Layla, I’m begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won’t you ease my worried mind.
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