Wow. Sir Charles had to be a slave to the man today and work -- well, crap, I'm self-employed, more or less, so I was playing out my own master-slave narrative (not nearly as fun as it sounds) before I collapsed with the Sunday papers this evening. Any hint of fatigue I might have been feeling was just blown away when I grabbed the Washington Post Outlook section and began reading this steaming piece of tripe by Charlotte Allen. The piece is essentially devoted to how stupid women are and, gee, it's no wonder that Hillary Clinton may not win the nomination because she does, after all, have a vagina, as do many of those working in her campaign. The execrable nature of the article and the thinking behind it really defy description.
I ran to the computer like a man possessed upon finishing it only to find that many had already begun the much deserved dismantling -- see here, here, and here for instance. I was trying to imagine a newspaper publishing a comparable piece about any other group in society and really couldn't imagine a similar piece about Blacks, Hispanics, Catholics, Jews, Gays, or Evangelical Christians. I really can't. Anyway, I'd suggest sending some love to the Post on this. Katherine Graham must be spinning in her grave.
