Come, now. The stereotype was already old when Shakespeare used it.
Xanthippe was Socrates’ wife, and for a while (at least, and perhaps still in some circles), her name was synonymous with a shrewish woman…because of stuff other people wrote about her.
You know what she did that bugged him so much?
She kept asking him questions and wouldn’t let shit go.
Somebody got a ticket.
Another one of these shrew cartoons!
I had no idea this trope went back so far.
Come, now. The stereotype was already old when Shakespeare used it.
Xanthippe was Socrates’ wife, and for a while (at least, and perhaps still in some circles), her name was synonymous with a shrewish woman…because of stuff other people wrote about her.
You know what she did that bugged him so much?
She kept asking him questions and wouldn’t let shit go.