Season number 3 of Bravo's reality TV program The Real Housewives of New York City brought back memories of a song by the late Jim Croce titled "New York's Not My Home." In it, the singer/songwriter sings about hurtful experiences while living in the Big Apple. His lyrics describe a place filled with people ("all the streets are crowded"), who are void of concern or genuine feelings for others ("I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night, something is just not rightâ€¦"). He goes on to say he learned a lot of lessons, but they were "not the nice kind," then belts out the chorus; "That's the reason that I gotta get out of here, I'm so alone, don't you know that I gotta get out of here cause New York's not my home!"
This year, the women were labeled "mean girls." I disagree; they are not mean "girls," they are mean "women." There is a difference. Mature women acting immaturely makes you want to say the same thing to them as you would to a mature male trying to recapture his youth by dating a young woman; "Grow-up!"
In the past two seasons, the
The bickering and cattiness is probably good for Bravo's ratings but what do the women gain by it? Each appears to be attempting to make themselves into a brand by writing books, making music and being involved with other projects, including other reality shows. If they continue trying to win their individual battles with each other, they will eventually lose the war with the public.
Ladies, it's okay to have some drama, after all it's a reality show! But next season, try to remind us why we liked you so much during the first two seasons. And, while