In my humble three decades navigating this planet as a female, I’ve learned not to trust a very specific demographic of fellow women: the ones who immediately and almost gleefully proclaim that they’ve never gotten along with other girls. And if they follow it up with how everyone is just so jealous of their beauty and intelligence and how all the men want them? Run the other way. This is indicative of someone who puts men at the center of their universe, viewing other women as either competition or jealous hags. Brit Eady is guilty of both these offenses, but in trying to remain dedicated to the Eileen Davidson Accords and attempting to view the Brit versus Kenya affair objectively, I’ve held my tongue. However, I think even Dame Moylan can respect me for breaking the five-episode probationary…
