Betsy DeVos is the classic Trump cabinet pick. Tapped to be secretary of education, DeVos has zero government experience, no personal or professional involvement with the public school system, and wealth beyond measure. Liberals hate her for liberal reasons, and conservatives love her for conservative reasons. (Don’t get your undies in a wad if I’ve overstated your emotion. I like hyperbole. Get used to it.)
Liberals and conservatives see the same problems, but we point to different causes and propose different solutions. We all agree that children who are raised without fathers face more challenges in life. Liberals point to the legacy of slavery, institutional racism, and wealth disparity as the predominant explanations. Conservatives blame “if it feels good, do it” and the cult of victimology. To boil it down, liberals blame the oppressor and accuse conservatives of blaming the victim. Conservatives blame individual choices and accuse liberals of excusing bad behavior. Continue reading “ALL HAIL BETSY DEVOS”→
You can’t go wrong with total honesty, because at least if you’re attacked, you’re on solid ground. Here’s my solid ground AKA brutal honesty about Donald Trump (who may or may not be our commander in chief by the time I finish this piece).
The ground rules:
Despite persuasive arguments to the contrary, I am considering only two candidates for president.
Neither is a choir boy/girl nor one of Satan’s minions, e.g.:
Clinton’s glee at protecting the rapist of 12 year old Kathy Shelton from any real jail time is vile. Even more vile was her ‘defense’ that Shelton was to blame because she was hungry for male attention and flirtatious. (There are rape shield laws today that would prevent that kind of abuse.)
The quality of Trump’s children—and their closeness—bespeaks his quality as a father.
Even if Donald Trump did call a former Miss Universe by that name, and there’s no independent corroboration that he did, boorish behavior isn’t sexist; it’s just boorish. What’s sexist is isolating gender from everything else that comprises a woman—intelligence, character, education, experience—and using it as a tool.
The obvious use of said tool is to discriminate against women in the workplace or to prevent them from accessing corridors of power. The less obvious but more pernicious use of said tool is to project an I-am-woman-hear-me-roar solidarity with other women that lasts only as long as the tool is needed. Also known as the Hillary Clinton Two Step.
With a sexist boor, you at least know what time it is. Ignore him, take him to court, or put a bunny in his pot. With a woman who only pretends to be an ally of other women, you have no idea there’s a “Kick Me” sign on your back.
Josh Bernstein is my kind of TV host. ‘Real, raw, and with the subtleness of a sledgehammer.’ Be still my heart.
The Josh Bernstein Show is my new favorite TV show, and not just because he interviews scintillating guests. I don’t know whether to thank him for broadening my platform to include “activist” or run around with a disclaimer that Medea Benjamin I am not. I’ll wait to see how the wind blows on that one. I definitely want to thank him for a great interview.
We talked red high-heeled shoes in the military; the fact that all moms are inevitably married, either to live, human men or the government—because no one can change a diaper and make a widget at the same time; our existential imperative to ‘light up the sand;’ and Governor Sarah Palin of …Arkansas…Arizona…Alaska!
Check out his YouTube channel for more raw, real, sledgehammer subtleness. My favorite so far has to be Diamond and Silk “The Stump For Trump Girls!” (1:08 in this clip)
I am so grumpy today. How grumpy? Let me count the ways. This is going to be a political rant, but first I need to ask, “Whose idea was summer break anyway?” My 13 year old needs to go back to schoooooooooool!!!! Okay, on to the core grumpiness. Taylor Swift writes Grammy Award-winning songs from her distress; I write incisive and snarky political commentary. But, please, nobody nominate me for a Pulitzer. It would be unseemly.
Hillary Clinton – Ugh.
President Obama – Though he speak with the tongues of men and angels, and has not transparency, he is become as a sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
Hillary Clinton, champion of women, won 57 percent of women voters in New York’s primary; Donald Trump, demeaner of women, won 59 percent. The man who inferred Megyn Kelly was on the rag, dissed Carly Fiorina’s face, and compared Heidi Cruz unfavorably to his supermodel wife was more popular with women than the woman-who-would-be-president. How can feminism ever show its face again? Thank you, Donald Trump.
Vigorous feminism has achieved breathtaking opportunities for women in the last century. The push for equality between the sexes—“Choose the life you want!”—is a success, and sex-based discrimination is illegal. It’s time for feminism to bow out gracefully and make way for the next wave of power—which wave feminism made possible—in women’s lives. Unfortunately, the Hillary Clintons of the world are shoveling sand against the tide to prevent that from happening.
Rather than retiring its tap shoes, feminism screeches forward, ever less powerful, ever less relevant. Feminism has devolved from an aspirational vision of equality to a perpetually childlike and peevish state. Women are first and foremost victims of the patriarchy, and don’t you ever forget it. What would a Hillary Clinton acceptance speech be without a rousing “once and for all, let’s guarantee equal pay for women”? Or a rallying cry to fight the evil men intent on “restricting a woman’s right to make her own health-care decisions”?
A movement that set out to carve space for women’s intellect and power, and which succeeded beautifully, now reduces women to fragile “fainting couch feminists.” How insulting and short-sighted.
I bet you thought I was talking about Donald Trump; you’re half right.
For all the hand-wringing, glee, and/or dread over Donald Trump’s unfavorability rating with women—70 percent as of this writing—Hillary Clinton is close on his heels at 58 percent. Not exactly a mandate from women to be the first woman president.
How is Donald Trump going to win over female voters?
Sit back. Hillary will do it for him. Think about it. Hillary Clinton is the closest thing to a female president we’ve ever had, yet more women than not don’t like her.
I heard myself say the words, “I could see myself voting for Hillary Clinton,” and I wanted to slap myself around. Then I gave myself a break, because I realized I was only being scrupulously honest. On the current Republican plane of reality—Trump, Cruz, Kasich—I would pull out my fingernails before voting for Clinton.
But cynicism flows in my veins, and I am bracing for, well, anything. What if the current Republican plane of reality goes up in a poof of smoke, and a “fresh face” (Karl Rove’s words) appears in its place? This election is scary enough without eliminating my option to evaluate Fresh Face.
So…I could see myself voting for Hillary Clinton. Maybe.
1. Tell millennials they’re too stupid and wet behind the ears to recognize a trustworthy candidate when they see one.
Democrats are telling young women that they need to be spoon-fed political opinions—pro-Hillary Clinton opinions—because if they don’t support her, it’s only because they don’t know how unfairly she was treated by Republicans in the past; that all her “scandals” are really only “buzzwords.”
Wut? I think I just hallucinated. Did those words actually appear in print somewhere? Why, yes, yes they did. (Let us pause to consider the wisdom of reading widely and thinking for yourself.) I couldn’t possibly do justice to a paraphrase of this screenplay, so you may read for yourself:
But there’s one issue where I suspect that age really does trip up millennials: the widespread belief that Hillary isn’t trustworthy. It’s easy to understand why they might think this. After all, Hillary has been surrounded by a miasma of scandal for decades—and even if you vaguely know that a lot of the allegations against her weren’t fair, well, where there’s smoke there’s fire. So if you’re familiar with the buzzwords—Whitewater, Travelgate, Vince Foster, the Rose law firm, Troopergate, Ken Starr, Benghazi, Emailgate—but not much else, it’s only human to figure that maybe there really is something fishy in Hillary’s past.
It’s not supposed to matter, but why does the most viable female candidate for president have to talk like a kindergarten teacher? We’re supposed to evaluate her on her positions, policies, accomplishments, and credentials, but she makes it hard to do when she’s calling us aboard the ice cream truck. Ugh.
My favorite part of her love and kindness sermon was her sagely informing us, “It works.”
It does, huh? I’m not sensing that. Exactly how would love and kindness do the trick? And what exactly does that mean?