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Help Bri Pritchett Celebrate #InternationalWomensDay!

Posted on | March 8, 2019 | Comments Off on Help Bri Pritchett Celebrate #InternationalWomensDay!


Bri Pritchett (@BPtheGasStation on Twitter) graduated in 2018 from Northern Arizona University where she was a member of the Chi Omega sorority and dated a boy named Kyle. They broke up not long before she graduated and Ms. Pritchett has more or less dedicated her social-media presence to humiliating her ex-boyfriend. It appears that she went through her old Instagram photos of herself and Kyle as a couple, changing all the captions to disparage him as the Worst Boyfriend Ever (e.g., “Wow do I love roasting this a–hole”). Last month, she deliberately humiliated him on Twitter in a message that went viral, getting more than 90,000 responses:


Was this necessary? Was it wise? Does it represent the values that the Chi Omega sorority seeks to instill in its membership? You can answer those questions for yourself, and I don’t wish to provoke a quarrel by disagreeing with whatever opinion the reader may have. What struck me about that post was, first of all, its vindictive cruelty. Anyone who has experienced a breakup can, perhaps, understand the bitterness Ms. Pritchett feels toward the boyfriend she dated for more than two years and who, she implies in one of her many Instagram postings, dumped her in favor of a girl she once considered her best friend. Even though we might sympathize with Ms. Pritchett’s resentment toward Kyle, however, we must recoil in horror at the way she has expressed that resentment.

“Never let ’em see you sweat” — that’s a lesson I learned as a young man, which I’ve endeavored to pass on to my children. A proper concern for your own dignity requires that you should never give your enemies the satisfaction of seeing how much they have hurt you. Cruel people take pleasure in inflicting pain on others, so if you have been a victim of undeserved cruelty, the wisest thing you can do is to conduct yourself as if you never felt the knife in your back. If you can survive their betrayal and keep smiling, your cheerfulness will deprive them of the sadistic pleasure they crave: “Never let ’em see you sweat.”

Not only is this the wise thing to do, it is also the Christian thing to do. “And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us,” as Jesus taught his disciples to pray. Knowing that we are ourselves sinners (Romans 3:23), ought we not fear the consequences if we should adopt a merciless attitude toward our enemies? “Vengeance is mine,” saith the Lord, and what will become of us, should the Lord decide to cease His mercy toward us, to withhold His protection, so that we are required to pay the full price of all our sins? God forbid!

Faith and reason alike counsel us against retaliation and, as a parent, I would be horrified if any of my children ever did what Bri Pritchett has done to her ex-boyfriend Kyle. It does not matter whether Kyle is as bad as she says; he may be worse or better than other guys she could have chosen instead, but she chose him. If she regrets her choice, she has no one to blame but herself. How many times have I seen guys disparaging their ex-wives and tried to explain to them how bad that looks?

She may indeed be a lying evil whore, but what kind of fool would marry such a woman? You’re impugning your own judgment. Far better, in such a circumstance, to shrug it off and move on. Nobody really wants to hear about what a miserable bitch your ex-wife is, and it doesn’t reflect well on you to badmouth your ex. Love is a game. You win some, you lose some. Try to be a good sport about it. Better luck next time.

Here’s the bottom line: If you consider yourself a person of high value, someone who would be a “catch” for anyone lucky enough to win your heart, who is the loser if it doesn’t work out? Not you.

Well, what about Bri Pritchett? She is a former competitive gymnast who, although she’s gotten a little pudgy, is still kinda cute at 22. No doubt she could find a nice guy who would be happy to have her, but . . .

If a girl makes a point of publicly humiliating her ex-boyfriend, disparaging his sexual prowess, would any intelligent man date her? After all, if she’s in the habit of blabbing such things all over the Internet, what can we expect her to do to her next boyfriend, if that doesn’t work out?

God forbid any of my children should be such fools! And if readers wish to do something useful for International Women’s Day, maybe they can go advise Bri Pritchett to change her wicked ways.

Congratulations, Bri — you’re gonna be famous. Not in a good way.



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