Nobody likes Lady Mills McCartney, and I've got to admit she doesn't do herself any favours, but I genuinely feel sorry for her. Everyone assumes she married Paul McCartney for his money, which is insulting for both of them surely - isn't it possible that they actually, like, fancied each other and fell in love? (I'm sure his money wasn't a turn-off, but I reckon she was more impressed by his fame anyway.Plus there's surely got to be a better way of making money than shagging Paul McCartney, who is long past his cute days.)*
I guess I just find it very, very hard to believe in the idea of golddiggers, in this day and age. Unless you are very very desperate, and marrying a rich man is the only possible way out of life of a)starvation or b) prostitution, and you live in a culture where there aren't that many options open to women, I just don't believe it's that common.
This idea of women as greedy grasping cupiditous gold-diggers, it doesn't reflect in any way my experience, or any woman I know or have ever met. Au contraire. Every woman I know is a grafter. They bring up the kids, they go out to work and pay the rent or the mortgage and all the bills. They are self-reliant, and usually have dependents relying on them. Whereas, it pains me to say, many of the men I have known or still know are layabouts and wasters, acting like they are still teenagers with a sense of entitlement, living off their girlfriends, accepting drinks and holidays paid for, or even in some cases still accepting handouts from their parents. Women make the world go round - I think the myth of the gold-digger obscures this fact.
* The Beatles may have been ground-breaking, earth-shattering, towering god-like geniuses of music, but they were pure poison when it came to women weren't they? They unleashed quite terrifying forces of misogyny upon poor Yoko Ono and now on Heather Mills - Jane Asher was dead lucky to escape gratefully to a life of cake-decorating. Hey Tim, maybe this is the angle you could take in your next book.
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That says a lot about you and the values of the people you choose to hang out with. But gold diggers are out there and I kind of wish I had the front, savvy and inclination to be one myself. I remember seeing Miss Mills on the This Morning years ago flaunting of a camera man she had got engaged to after only being with him for a couple of months. That lasted long enough to get her on the telly to talk about herself for a while, then she dumped him. There was something right fishy about her at the time I remember. This was quite a bit before that Beatle man. But if she will insist on courting the media yet not manage to work it to her advantage then she is just a girl shaped coconut shire and a much needed bitch-fest fodderer. I can't so easily slag off my friends and colleagues but no ones going to slap me if I give my 2 cents on her. So in that way, yes, she is valuable. Sorry to crash your site with ire but I had a hard week and you don't know the people I work with so our subject serves a purpose. Fancy firework fun this weekend?
Some very sound points. And everyone forgets how much Linda M was loathed until she died. (eg: "What do you call a dog with Wings?")Although Barbara Bach (Mrs Ringo) doesn't get so much criticism. Especially for that bit in Force 10 From Navarone where she gets out of the bath.
And I wonder how Marianne Faithfull managed to achieve National Treasure status? I know the Stones didn't split up, but they did become very rubbish.
"Unless you are very very desperate, and marrying a rich man is the only possible way out of life of a)starvation or b) prostitution..."
I know what you mean Annie. If I had a choice between shagging Paul for six + years and spending time with an Arab gentleman for five grand a night, I'd heed the call to prayer anytime. I never did like his songs.
I'm still waiting for Heather to sue the tabloid that claims she was a high class call girl. Might have to wait a while though, she seems to be wanting to do more interviews surrounding this divorce than ones that focus on her charity work.
It's shocking that Heather's in debt to the tune of 1.5 million quid. It's a good job that her 300 friends managed a whip round to raise one hundred grand for her toddler's birthday party.
It's all tabloid media sensationalist crap, but unless you've emigrated to the Gobi desert at the start of this past week, you can't help but read about it.
You're right, she hasn't done herself any favours. She looks like she's lost the plot as if she were a gravedigger with no sense of direction.
Only Mills and McCartney know what really happened in that marraige, and perhaps that's where the speculation should be left.
As for wether goldiggers actually exist, there are a few out there, of both genders and hopefully, they're a dying breed. But then again, everyone wants certain standards from a potential partner, wether it's financial, behavioural, character-wise or in terms of looks. These standards differ from person to person. Perhaps Heather was aiming for a certain criteria over others?
Place a big tick in the box marked "Fame".
Makes me think of one of the best-delivered jokes ever in 'interview' format:
Mrs Merton to Mrs Paul Daniels: "So what first attracted you to the millionaire magician Paul Daniels?".
I know what you mean though. The only thing that can save Ms Mills from being feasted upon sans cutlery by the press is a sense of humour. And I don't think she has one.
All women in the public eye are vilified to some extent or another. Even Princess Diana used to be criticised and was only canonised as A Wonderful Woman, Marvellous Mother, Healer Of Sick Children And Campaigner For Awareness About Landmines when she died. That's the only way to get any sort of redemption - die when you're young!
Mind you, Arabella has got a point about Heather's lack of a sense of humour. Not only is it about the only thing that gets you through really awful situations, it endears you to other people. In every interview I've ever seen with her she has seemed rather stroppy and rude. Perhaps if she'd made a bit more of an effort to seem polite and pleasant more people would have felt sympathy for her.
Over the last few years, the whole media entity has changed. It seems that bad news, name calling, celebrities falling on their arses et al is much more interesting for people to read and sells more copies for the media moguls.
It's a shame really.
Divorces are unpleasant things at the best of times, so when the media throw all their 'opinions/speculations/lies' into the game, it doesn't help at all.
I haven't really got an opinion on Heather Mills. Ok, she may have had a slightly 'unusual' past, but who hasn't got skeletons in their closet?!
As far as I'm concerned, they met, got married, had a child together and then somewhere along the way things didn't work out. It's not exactly a rare thing in this day and age, huh.
On the subject of GoldDiggers; I used to work alongside a girl who did nothing to hide the fact that she only dated guys who were financially well off. Actually, dated is probably the wrong word. try "slept with" instead. The amusing thing is, she didn't even try to hide it from the guys either. They knew why she was attracted to them and they all seemed fine with it.
Strange world, huh?
Although I wouldn't mind a bit of gold for someone to dig.
Hear hear. Men never seem to get the same kind of slagging off as women. I'm sure old Paul was no picnic to get along with but somehow the media portrays this as if it was all HM's fault, with Paul as the poor innocent victim. I don't particularly like her, but don't buy it for a second.
V, she may be dodgy but I don't like this witch-hunting and trial by media...
Tim, I reckon people are quite grateful to Barbara Bach. Marianne Faithfull was a homeless heroin addict for a long time before finally achieving National Treasure status, which tells you something about how much fun her involvement with the Rolling Stones was... (I wish I'd been her ghost writer, it's such an entertaining book.)
Good grave-digger punning, Istvanski!
I remember that, Arabella. Mrs Merton got away with murder because she was a sweet old lady... I remember my friend's nan was a fan of hers; 'She's marvellous for her age...'
Betty - right, and I think it's a reason why our sense of sisterhood has not been stirred. Women like Pamela Anderson (just as one example) because she seems to have a sense of irony and is able to laugh at herself.
Bedshaped, EXACTLY.
And I have heard tell that there are women like this, I've just never met any of them. I don't really understand this thinking at all - because someone has money, does it mean they are going to give it to you? If you are attracted to someone because of what you think they can give you materially, surely you might as well call a spade a spade and become a hooker?
Aw, Greavsie. Never mind, in my mind I will always picture you in a tux, gambling for high stakes in Monte Carlo, before whisking Barbarella away in your Alfa Romeo.
Alda, I think Sir Paul is a bit of a holy cow in this country too...
Hi Slammo
Paul McCartney only has the status that he does because John Lennon died. Before that happened, we all thought he was a talentless toad. Remember 'The Frog Chorus'?
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I think she's an old ratbag with a pegleg. A friend of mine who is one of the nicest people you could ever wish to meet worked with McCartney and met Heather at same time. He said that it took every ounce of self control not to beat her very hard with her own leg she was that much of a nightmare...
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