Castrating Bitches Are NOT A Good Selling Point!

There has been an unfortunate trend in commercials recently where the castrating bitch stereotype as is shown as a good thing and I’m not sure why. I don’t like castrating bitches. Most women I know (and the vast majority of women I don’t know) aren’t castrating bitches. The few castrating bitches I knew, I avoided. Thus if your product is advertised by a castrating bitch, I’ll avoid your product.

Cases in point (details may be misremembered)

First example: Some commercial (I don’t remember the product) has a guy in front of a tv getting magic wishes. His last wish is for a date with some woman with the unlikely name “Carmen Electra”. She appears on his TV and when he asks her for a date, she says words to the effect of “Me? Go out with you?” in a “it is to laugh” tone of voice. The character this woman is playing is simply an unlikable bitch and the message is that you, the potential consumer are such scum that even with the (unremembered) product and magic wishes, you’re still not good enough to get a skinny castrating bitch (why would anyone want one anyway?).

Another example is that invisible braces commercial where a guy and a girl are set up on a blind date. The girl sees an unshaven hunk at an outdoor cafe. They chat and they agree that they are both shallow and vapid because they have invisible braces. The woman says “I’m glad Suzie set us up, Jeff!”

The hunk replies “Who’s Suzie. And my name is Fabio.”

Then a person who is clearly a worthless loser (because he is wearing visible braces). He says “Hi! I’m Jeff. You must be Flavia. Suzie said to meet you here.”

The castrating bitch, with a wink of her eye to the stud says “I don’t know anyone named Suzie.”

She and the hunk leave, and the visible braces guy is left alone, stood up on a blind date. (My personal ending to the commercial is that the hunk is actually a serial killer and Flavia gets exactly the sort of evening she deserves…:D)

A final example: Geeky guy (he’s got that anti-sunburn goop on his nose, thus: a geek) is on a cruise with mega-babe. Apparently no one else is on the ship. She’s trying to contract skin cancer by the pool. The guy starts chatting with her and suggests she try his juice product. She does. It’s amazingly fantastic. He comments that the drink product is “refreshingly different”.

In a normal commercial, she would say “You’re refreshingly different too” and take him back to her cabin for implied hot weasel sex, thus associating the idea that “refreshingly different” is good

In this commercial, she says nothing, there’s an uncomfortable pause and he says “I’m refreshingly different too.”

She says something contemptuous and dismissive, laughs and walks off with his drink, thus teaching us that anything “refreshingly different” will lead to loneliness, hurt feelings, and castrating bitches who steal your juice product.


Why in the world does any ad agency think that I’d be interested in buying a product that’s trying to appeal to the castrating bitch (and the men who love them) market?

C’mon. Yes, it’s just a commercial. Yes, I realize they’re actors, not people and no one’s feelings were hurt in the filming of those commercials. That said, I don’t see why you’d want to associate your product with cruelty and mean-spiritedness.

They certainly didn’t work for me, as I refuse to buy whatever products they were advertizing.

Fenris

How do you know? You don’t remember the products. Maybe you’re drinking one right now. MWAHAHA!

Maybe she’s just allergic to crummy pickup lines.

Obviously, Fenris, the commercials are being marketed to castrating bitches. I don’t know if Carmen Electra drinks enough tangy fruit juice to keep an entire product alive, but best of luck to them.

There is also that oil changing one. The one where the castrating bitch talks all about how she’ll be sure to castrate you if you don’t change the oil every 3K miles, that that castrating bitches “know when you lie”.

Well I’m with you for the most part Fenris, but there are a lot of guys (myself included to some small extent, dammit) who find something rather intriguing about the ice maiden, the femme fatale, the castrating bitch. There’s this annoyingly attractive challenge, somehow, to making the bitch like you.

I have only ever got into the knickers of one women who you could describe as a castrating bitch. She was not a nice person to be around. She was no good in bed. She made my life hell. Never before and certainly never again would I even consider someone like that, but I hate to have to admit that never before or since did I gain more satisfaction from the very act of getting someone into bed.

The whole idea is of course a major element of Dickens’ “Great Expectations”.

And there are some people out there who are really going to buy the emotional blackmail that these ads attempt. “If you buy our product, you will be associated with or liked by fussy, nasty, physically attractive women, and if you do not you are a dweeb”. There are suckers born every minute. You Fenris just happen not to be one of them.

Another fine example:

Verizon wireless commercial

2 girls driving in a car talking about how the girl driving just made off with all her ex-boyfriend’s stuff and his car and how he will never find her.

FUCK YOU BITCH!

I don’t give a fuck who has done what, you don’t commit felonies so your bitch ass can feel better about it. Why didn’t they add a scence where she throws a brick through his window?

This thread just reminded me of my current favorite commercial (actually second favorite, after the Goldfish commercial with the song about biting their heads off). It’s for Hebrew National hotdogs. If you haven’t seen it, it’s not much to describe, but basically a chubby geeky guy gets told by what seems to be God that the hot chick on the beach is going to end up being his wife. The guy trots over and we hear him saying in the most adorable way: “I’ve got a hot dog, and it’s for you!”.

But you gotta see it to appreciate it.

And I just thought I’d hijack this thread to share that.

stoid

I enjoy these comercials (except for the oil changing bitch…she can suck my ass). Just when you think the comercial is going to have one of those cutesy, gag-inducing, sugary-sweet endings…it throws you for a loop. I wish more comercials were unpredictable like that. That oil change bitch just nags, that is neither unpredictable or funny.

I’ve seen it and it gave me a chuckle too. (Plus the audacity of using God to sell your product, that takes Chutzpah!) :slight_smile:

Fenris

Oh.

Castrating bitches.

On reading the title I thought it had something to do with deranged medical procedures on female dogs.

My mistake. Carry on.

I agree with Fenris. But I would like to point out at least one ad in which said CB kinda came out on the losing end. The ad’s for a car, but damned if I can remember which one. Anyway, she calls her boyfriend to come over, he drives a lonnnnnnng way to get there, she says, “maybe we should be friends,” he drives alllllll the way back, she leaves a message on his machine that says, “I’m sorry baby, come back!” and he drives alllll the way back to her, and she LEAPS into his arms and with a squeal she says, “We should get married!”

Next scene: Our boy driving off, smiling, leaving the manipulative little wench in his wake.

Yay, him! Poor guy!

And that oil-changing one was a pain the ass, too. “Hey Mr. Toolbelt…”

It’s contrarianism. It’s along those lines of the “I am not a role model,” commercials. It’s trying to instill a truth in advertising kinda feeling.

Let’s face it, if Elmer Snerd walks up to Debbie Hotbitch on a cruise and gives her a refreshingly different drink, he is still not going to get laid. What kind of woman would screw a guy because her gave her a fruit drink, anyway?

By treating the subject matter realistically the implication is that they are also treating the product realistically. She turned down the guy. He was a loser. But, she liked the drink. Therefore it must be good because she has demonstrated taste and intelligence by turning the Schlepp down in his obvious pickup move.

It’s also a spinoff of this whole “witty repartee” thing that got started with Cheers.

Finally, I like castrating bitches. I like witty repartee. I married a castrating bitch. It adds a certain spice to things.

I certainly don’t discriminate against gorgeous, witty women who believe in the thrill of the chase.

You kids hook up at the drop of a hat. I remember when you used to have to work at it, back in the day.

It’s not the kill, it’s the thrill of the chase.

Hey, at least it’s better than that fucking Maxwell House English couple that were making googly eyes over each other for a year.

My husband likes the oil change girl. But then he married a castrating bitch, so I guess he has a fetish or something.

But it’s not realistic in my experience. The woman might turn him down, she might do so coldly, but she wouldn’t say something as obnoxious as she said (I don’t remember what). At least, the vast majority of turn-downs I’ve had have at least been civil. “Not interested, thanks.” being the worst. Grown-ups generally don’t act like that.
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Thrill of the chase, great. Witty and beautiful, great. Outright rudeness, and nasty? Screw 'em.

I’d be surprised if your wife is a castrating bitch as I’d define the term. If someone she wasn’t interested in asked her out politely one time, would she go out of her way to find something to say that would hurt his feelings? If not, she’s not a castrating bitch in the sense that I mean.

Fenris

My main problem with the CB stereotype is not that it makes men feel silly but that I think it is a poor role model for any daughter I might have. Being bitchy, petty, vindictive, and taking pleasure in other’s pain and thinking you are entitled to act that way because you are hot does NOT equal being strong and determined and confident.

Fenris:

You probably seem like you’re somebody of consequence who looks like they’re worthy of consideration, or at least politeness.

On the other hand I look like an evil henchmen, kind of a cross between a Neanderthal Man and a total creep. If I knocked on your door, you wouldn’t open it as you’d assume I was sent to either kidnap you or sell you a vaccum cleaner.

Because of my disreputable looks and bad taste in all things, no matter how nice and sincere I was, it always seemed like a fake act to the objects of my affection.

Putting me down was a high art. Even I came to admire the cutting and ingenius fashions in which I was rejected. And put me down, they did! Like an old dog with one leg and a bad bladder!

Fortunately, I learned to stop acting nice, and cultivate a dark and dangerous demeanor. That seemed to work. Women went for it like bugs to a zapper!

It didn’t make them stay long though, because nobody likes to hang out with Darkman, and I couldn’t pull the act off for extended periods of time, anyway. They’d realize I was just a goof.

Then I got the idea to pretend that the women were reforming me. Then my natural goofiness was endearing.

So I guess what I’m saying is certain kinds of guys get rejected pretty hard, even, and especially by, nice girls.

So Scylla, are you saying that your wife goes out of her way to make people hurt? To each thier own, of course, but I myself can’t have any respect for that type of person, male or female.

And try to look at it as if the roles were reversed. If there were commercials in which the male constantly went out of his way to ridicule a female, would we be so tolerant of these current ads? I mean ads in which the male is consistently meanspirited and vindictive to a female. I doubt very much we’d accept that kind of marketing, so I am at a loss to explain why the reverse would be okay.

Fenris, I am going to have to agree with you. No matter how good you look or think you look, there is no reason to be a heartless bitch to someone who does not deserve it. If Jimmy Buttugly goes up to the hot blonde at the bar and asks her if he can by her a drink, there is no reason for her to turn towards him and say something like “Only if you take that Halloween mask off first.”

Now if he came up and said something like “Hey baby, can I buy you a drink, or do you want to get straight to sitting on my face?”, then yeah, I could see it. But not if someone is being polite or trying to just show interest.

But the good thing is that in nearly all cases of CB’s that I have known (roughly 95%), karma comes back and kicks them in the ass with a military boot and they end up lonely or with some prick who is trying to bang her sister. So, what comes around goes around.