(Sorry I couldn’t figure out how to embed this video. Well, I guess girls can’t do everything.)
Here’s a shocker of an article about how the American obsession with population control in the 1960s and ’70s led American policymakers and NGOs alike to actually encourage sex selection. If traditionally male-biased families could assure themselves of having a boy right off the bat, the reasoning went, they wouldn’t have so many children. End result: 160 million missing females (and this “at a time when women are driving many developing economies”)—and a corresponding number of frustrated young males looking for trouble. Talk about unintended consequences!
By Sissy Willis of sisu
“My mom and dad worked really hard. My dad sold carpeting, and then fencing, and ended up as a maintenance man. When I was in junior high he had a heart attack, and we lost our car,” lip-biting Scott Brown challenger Elizabeth Warren (above) — her voice breaking — explains “why she’ll fight for Massachusetts’ working families in the United States Senate.” A self-made millionaire, Harvard Law School professor and author of President Obama’s Consumer Financial Protection Bureau, limousine liberal Warren has taken a page from last year’s Delaware Republican primary Tea Party winner Christine O’Donnell’s playbook. Warren’s subliminal message to the weak-minded among us looking for a savior? “I’m you.” And apparently it’s working:
Various people in the ad describe her as an “everyday kind of person,” someone with “everyone’s best interest at heart,” a “strong voice for the middle class,” and “tough.”
You can’t fool all of the people all of the time, but in Massachusetts you can come close. Check out the body language of Democrat establishment pick for the former “Kennedy Seat” Elizabeth Warren (left) and much-ridiculed grasroots Tea Party challenger Christine O’Donnell (right), who beat the Republican establishment pick in the primary but lost in the general last year: The coy, tilted head, the earnest, moist eyes, the pursed lips that seek to soothe. And the words:
O’Donnell: ”None of us can be happy with what we see all around us: Politicians who think spending, trading favors and backroom deals are the way to stay in office. I’ll go to Washington and do what you’d do.
Warren: “I want there to be a level playing field. I want small businesses, I want families to have a real chance. I want Washington to not to be on the side with the big corporations, but to be on their side.”
Cosmic convergence? Or just a cynical Democrat establishment ploy to restore the “Kennedy Seat” to its rightful owners?
Air National Guard Pilot Heather Penney remembers 9/11. Who has an hour to listen to an interview? (Wouldn’t you know it’s C-SPAN?) It’s worth it, though—among other things, to gaze on and contemplate a tough, pretty broad who flew an armed F-16. She says things like (on air defenses during the Cold War) “to defend our sovereign soil from the Soviet bear.” Fight like a girl, indeed. (Video unfortunately not embeddable.)
This should be required viewing for anyone (if there’s anyone left) who still thinks women are unfit to be full-fledged soldiers.
This sounds counterintuitive, but when the magnitude of the situation hit me, I really lost all emotion. I didn’t have an emotional reaction at all.
It was really much more focused on what are the things that I need to do to enable us to protect our capital, what are the things that I need to do to facilitate us getting airborne. . . .
[Later, when getting ready to fly] It wasn’t so much that I kept my emotions in check. It was just that they didn’t even exist. They just weren’t even there. But there was significant adrenaline. And it was really just, “Dear God, just don’t let me screw up.”
Please note our new tagline. It comes from Sissy Willis of Sisu, who’s often singlehandedly kept this place alive. I’ve considered crediting Sissy in the header, but I also like the idea of it rising from a thousand/a million/a billion lipsticked lips.
While we’re at it, let me direct your attention to our other slogan in the sidebar, which I love: “We Are Broad Minded.” First of all, I perversely love the poetry of many of the alleged demeaning slang terms for women. I hear a kind of left-handed tribute in them. Second, we are broad where a broad should be broad, and we are minded. (And you damn well better mind!) Third, I am determined to make this site unclassifiable as left, right, or center—it’s just about women and power, in all the possible meanings of “power”—though I’m aware that I haven’t yet figured out how to make that happen. Please help.
There’s a gap. That’s the best way I can describe it. There’s a gap women are afraid to leap or don’t know how to leap. I feel it. We — the majority of us women — still don’t know how to be primary in our own lives, how to relate directly to the world. We don’t know how to start our own engine; we feel guilt and fear at the very thought of doing so. We are deep-down sure that the only way to go our own way is alone and that the only way not to be alone is to compromise so deeply it bites to the bone.
Sure, I’m exaggerating. Go ahead, tell me about all the exceptions. Tell me love is worth compromising for. (It is, up to the borders of your integrity.) Tell me I should be saying “I,” not “we.” But I hear a lot of seasoned, accomplished women saying or hinting at some version of this — that they still feel derivative, secondary. Men romanticize this and see it as devotion. It completes them and it diminishes us. It’s also safe and easy for us, an ancient shtick, an existential cop-out with perks.
Freud thought the gap was the absence of a penis! It’s so much more — the collective memory of physical danger; millennia of forbiddenness; void of precedent; human cowardice and inertia, always more easily forgiven in women.
The best writer I know about this — so good her writing scares people, scares me — is my friend Dalma Heyn. Here she is on the danger of a new backlash, not so much against women but within them — a retreat from the challenge and chaos of rapid change into old, familiar, outgrown ways:
Women, conventional goodness isn’t your friend. Maintaining your vision for the future is. If we do all the things we used to do when chaos frightened us with, oh, loss of love, loss of husbands, loss of social approval, loss of funds, loss of everythng, we lose something far more precious: We lose our hope for evolving as women. We mustn’t ever again let anything, especially a flagging economy, threaten our own ability to push through the confines of that old story, the Romance Plot, the one that hurls women back into the kitchen. Yes, we all yearn for security, but it never did come in the form of old ideas, old roles, old habits. Don’t idealize what never was. We’ve spent years setting free a new narrative, one that promises forward movement in the home, in our relationships, inside ourselves. The old story that we fantasize as being magically problem-free, actually brought more women lifelong depression than it did safety and security.
What Dalma writes about is not spurning love, but rather the challenge of loving without lying about who you are. I’m a widow, which is forcing me to confront the gap in myself. Male friends tell me radiantly that I’ll always be one with my husband and that ours was a great love. I hate to tell them it was never that simple. Don’t misunderstand me: it was great. But it was also safe. Under his wing, my strengths were first derivative and then hypothetical. They became mine, but I was safe from having to decide how to use them. Eyes riveted on him — his grandeur, his trauma, his unquestionable genius for living — I never had to answer my own hard questions. And, appearances to the contrary notwithstanding, that cop-out did not serve him well.
Don’t chicken out, women. Go on, evolve. Yes, I’m talking to you. Me.
“This has been a long tease with Sarah Palin, and at some point that tease has just got to go away. What’s going to happen next,” snickered Laura Ingraham (above left) to guest Ann Coulter last night as the two blonde bombshells shared what struck us as a covenly caterwaul over the Mama Grizzly’s disintermediating GOP primary tactics. Twitter buddy Charles @repub9989 thinks it’s a jealous-woman thing, but then there’s Red State’s Erick Erickson’s complaint. See below for more, and click here for The Right Scoop’s video.
By Sissy Willis of sisu
“Fog of war describes Twitter in a nutshell,” twittered Moe Lane this afternoon in response to our attempt to defuse a friendly-fire incident over our blogfriend’s preference for announced Lone-Star candidate Rick Perry vs our own first love, unannounced shoot-to-where-it’s-going Sarah Palin:
Oh. Didn’t realize you were a Perry supporter. Just retweeting a tweet that made sense to me. Reminds me of the fog of war.
We were but two hand-to-hand combatants in an army of cyberwarriors locked in a fiery internecine battle that erupted this morning between Palinistas and everyone else on our side of the aisle in the wake of a dishy catfest last night between mischief-maker Ann Coulter and host Laura Ingraham, subbing for O’Reilly:
Coulter: Most Americans don’t want Sarah Palin for President, but she’s become sort of the Obama of the Tea Party. She’s just “The One” to a certain segment of right wingers, and the tiniest criticism of her — I think many of your viewers may not know this — no conservative on TV will criticize Palin because they don’t want to deal with the hate mail.
Ingraham: People like Palin to show up at these events and whip up the crowd. There’s a place for that, and I think we need that. but people, when I talk to them, they seem to be desperate and hungry more that ever for real substance, beyond kind of the sloganeering and the bumper sticker stuff.
Bring on the smelling salts. Then there was Red State’s Erick Erickson, “all wee weed up over Palin,” as Dan Riehl so memorably puts it. We particularly liked Rants for Reasonable People’s PolitiJim’s open letter to Erickson:
Did you forget it was PALIN who helped galvanize and garner the conservative movement in 2008? Have you not read the citations of those of us who started with Santelli and were empowered with Palin who comment how many ended up as ‘the tea party?’ When the ‘big government’ republicans and pretenders forced us onto McCain – Palin was a sign of hope.