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a defense of chuck bass

I’ve been thinking about the most recent episode of Gossip Girl, and I have to say, I find some of the events a little disturbing. And I am legitimately worried about the kind of message we are sending to the youngsters out there. No, it has nothing to do with teen drinking or drug use, premarital sex or cheating on the SATs: I am talking about the sketchy actions of Asher Hornsby.

So here is the scenario: Asher and Jenny meet. They arrange a first date — a lunch date — and then Jenny cancels. What does Asher do? He hightails it from the Upper West Side to have lunch with her and her dad. At her house. In Brooklyn.

I know you’re probably sitting there being all, “aw, Joy, that’s so sweet!” Shut up, you’re wrong. That is seriously messed up. What if that happened in real life? You cancel on a first date — a lunch date — and then the guy not only looks up where you live, but then travels over an hour to arrive totally unexpectedly at your house to hang out with you and your dad. Stalker city.

You know who wouldn’t pull a stint like that? Chuck Bass. If you cancelled on Chuck Bass, he would be on the phone finding a new date the moment you hung up. Sure, he might get a little pushy when the two of you are alone and some might find issue with his scarf choices (I love them) but Chuck Bass is good in a crisis. If you’re late to the SATs because someone slipped a roofie in your drink the night before, Chuck Bass is there with a decoy test taker. Totally clutch.

So who would you rather have in real life? The boy whose entire Saturday is dependent upon you and what you decide to do, or the one who is independent but totally there for you in a crisis? Chuck Bass all the way.