These days, it’s tough to be named “Karen,” as the name has now become something of a put-down. According to CNN, a “Karen” is defined as “someone who throws a tantrum at a Starbucks. Who asks to speak to the manager over the slightest inconvenience. Who uses tears to get what she wants. It’s also someone who calls the police on black people for, say, asking that they leash their dog in Central Park.”
The Urban dictionary defines her as a “rude, obnoxious and insufferable middle-aged white women. Karens take everything wrong with the typical over-entitled western woman and crank it up by several thousand percent.” Yikes!
In country music, we have a real Karen: namely, Little Big Town’s Karen Fairchild, who is well-known as a very kind person to anyone who has met her; she is one of those people that no-one has a single bad thing to say about.
(I’ll break a journalistic rule here and shift to the “first-person”: I’m a journalist who has covered country music for a few decades, so I’m speaking from experience. I’ve known Karen Fairchild since Little Big Town released their debut album eighteen years ago. Karen Fairchild is simply a gem.)
Fairchild took to her Instagram stories recently to share what a friend posted and to “take her name back.”
The friend wrote, “I really feel for decent, cool Karens right now. #hugakarentoday Love you @karenfairchild.”
Karen responded saying “Love You @karlawelchstylist Taking my name back!