Aah! Now that I'm at a hostel - and that I washed my clothes on my own for the first time in my life only last week, dirty linen isn't a new sight for me. Washing dirty linen in public has never been something unfamiliar anyways.
Film actresses scratching each other in cat-fights on TV shows, actors criticizing (read : 'bitching about one another') the more popular ones on blogs. Or on a more personal level, people (read: 'ex-friends') giving vent to their misunderstandings in public.
Sadly, the general tendency is often something like this - if I don't like someone, I have to hate him. And if I hate him, I need to say bad things about him. And I would not leave any stone unturned to look down upon him or spit venom in public. In other (simpler, meaner) words, I would gossip/bitch about that person... And hey, we all love to be an audience to all this too.
Physical 'clothes' need to be washed. But one can do away with the linen of discontent, ill-feelings that we grow for someone. Don't wash this dirty linen in public. Throw it away. And that is because washing dirty linen in this way will only give muddy water.
The point to be noted, milord, is that the gossip mongers thrive on this muddy water itself. They love to play here. And we know which animal loves to jump around in mud, don't we?!
