Clinton Sexism Watch, #110 / Palin Sexism Watch, #9

CNBC Big Idea host Donny Deutsch appears as a guest on another CNBC show, Squawk on the Street, to explain how Sarah Palin is the "new feminist ideal" and why Hillary Clinton isn't:


Key Transcript, Deutch Only: …If you were gonna sell a new concept, a Woman in Power, to the American people, if it was a cereal, was a product, what ingredients would you put in? Hillary Clinton never figured it out. She figured it out.

Number one, you'd have supermom in there, no question about it. … Second, she's sexy. Men want a sexy woman. Women want to idealize about a sexy woman. She's the perfect age: 44. She's certainly got experience, life gravitas experience, but she's still young enough to have that physical appeal. … She's a lioness. … Who wouldn't want a lioness protecting their cubs? She's funny, she's real, she's rock solid, she's feisty, she's smart. If I need to sell Woman in Power to the American public, that's what I'm putting in my cereal. Hillary Clinton's cereal maybe only has two or three of those ingredients.

So the huge lesson here is: Before you can sell the candidate, whether it's a man or a woman, you gotta first sell her as a woman. This is the new feminist ideal. This is a seminal moment in pop American culture, beyond politics. This is the new feminist ideal. Women want to be her; men want to mate with her.

…And this is a lesson for women in business also. If you wanna be a powerful woman in business, don't try and be a man. Be a powerful woman. …Finally—and, once again, this has implications for business, for marketing, for fashion—there is the new creation that the feminist woman has not figured out in 40 years—feminist ideal—that men can take in a woman in power and women can celebrate a woman in power. Hillary Clinton didn't figure it out. She didn't put a skirt on!

…[Issues don't matter.] We want to have [Palin] over for dinner. I trust her. I want her watching my kids. I want her laying next to me in bed. That's the way people vote.
Yes, why couldn't that dumbass Hillary Clinton figure out how to be 44? And why wasn't she ever funny, real, rock solid, feisty, or smart? And why did she keep talking about important stuff like the issues? No wonder she lost.

I don't guess I need to point out that a woman who is completely intellectually non-threatening and adheres unflinchingly to the traditional beauty standard isn't actually a "new feminist ideal" at all, but is, in fact, pretty much exactly the ideal that feminism emerged to challenge.

(Thanks to Shaker Blue NY for passing that along.)

Hillary Clinton Sexism Watch: Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-One, Twenty-Two, Twenty-Three, Twenty-Four, Twenty-Five, Twenty-Six, Twenty-Seven, Twenty-Eight, Twenty-Nine, Thirty, Thirty-One, Thirty-Two, Thirty-Three, Thirty-Four, Thirty-Five, Thirty-Six, Thirty-Seven, Thirty-Eight, Thirty-Nine, Forty, Forty-One, Forty-Two, Forty-Three, Forty-Four, Forty-Five, Forty-Six, Forty-Seven, Forty-Eight, Forty-Nine, Fifty, Fifty-One, Fifty-Two, Fifty-Three, Fifty-Four, Fifty-Five, Fifty-Six, Fifty-Seven, Fifty-Eight, Fifty-Nine, Sixty, Sixty-One, Sixty-Two, Sixty-Three, Sixty-Four, Sixty-Five, Sixty-Six, Sixty-Seven, Sixty-Eight, Sixty-Nine, Seventy, Seventy-One, Seventy-Two, Seventy-Three, Seventy-Four, Seventy-Five, Seventy-Six, Seventy-Seven, Seventy-Eight, Seventy-Nine, Eighty, Eighty-One, Eighty-Two, Eighty-Three, Eighty-Four, Eighty-Five, Eighty Six, Eighty-Seven, Eighty-Eight, Eighty-Nine, Ninety, Ninety-One, Ninety-Two, Ninety-Three, Ninety-Four, Ninety-Five, Ninety-Six, Ninety-Seven, Ninety-Eight, Ninety-Nine, One Hundred, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109.

Sarah Palin Sexism Watch: Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight. We defend Sarah Palin against misogynist smears not because we endorse her or her politics, but because that's how feminism works.

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Blog Note

After being neck-deep in conventions for the past two weeks, I'm insanely behind on my email. (And I'm not the greatest email manager in the best of times.) So if you've sent me something, and I've failed utterly to get back to you or acknowledge it, my apologies.

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Quote of the Day

"I kissed a girl and I liked it, then I went to hell."—The church sign put up by Rev. Dave Allison at Havens Corners Church in Blacklick, Ohio. The message refers to the Katy Perry pop single, "I Kissed a Girl."

Rev. Allison later removed the sign after he discovered "it has confused some people who either don't know the song or don't understand the message."

[H/T to Shaker Kim, who can't wait for next week's sign: "I ate shellfish and I liked it, then I went to hell."]

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Monday Blogaround

Sock it to me, Shakers!

Recommended Reading:

Ginviren: Larry King Doesn't Know the Word "Misogynistic" (Seriously. Like, not a clue.)

Kathy: Prichard Inmate Dies from Beating

Elle: Thing Seen

Mannion: McNasty Throws Another Tantrum

Pizza Diavola: Obama & Gov. Palin: Sexism and Racism

BAC: Olbermann and Matthews Out

And congratulations to the winners of the Black Weblog Awards!

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Hardballz

What the fuck is Josh Marshall's castration obsession? First it was about Clinton "gelding" her chief strategist, and, now, in an otherwise spot-on post about Charlie Gibson's inevitably mollycoddling interview with Sarah Palin, he says:

For a political journalist to agree to such terms amounts to a form of self-gelding.
Which is not only creepy imagery to be stuck in the middle of a political post, but also effectively suggests that "political journalists" are all male, given that a prerequisite for gelding, self- or otherwise, is having testicles.

And, yeah, I know it's a metaphor—but aren't most vaguely sentient progressives meant to understand that using male-specific metaphors to describe entire occupations, particularly those in which women are underrepresented, isn't fucking cool?

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Ya Know…

…if McCain doesn't want people to think that a McCain-Palin administration would just be a third Bush-Cheney administration, he could start by asking his new running mate to stop withholding emails.

We've had quite enough of that, thanks.

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News from Shakes Manor

Iain hasn't been feeling well.

He didn't tell me, of course. And he didn't go to a doctor. That would be sensible. And, truth be told, neither one of us is very sensible about going to doctors when we're not feeling well. I've no room to lecture him when I once put myself into shock hiking 20 miles with a herniated disk, dismissing the telltale sciatica as "just a little leg pain." We're both sort of stupid that way.

Or we were, anyway.

Iain finally went to a doctor last week when he started feeling bad enough that it scared him. Tingling in his hands and feet. Light-headedness. He almost fainted at work.

Friday afternoon, we got the diagnosis. Diabetes. Or, as Iain has dubbed it: "Stinky diabetes." And not just a little bit of stinky diabetes, either. His blood sugar was 4x what it should be even in a diabetic. That tingling he felt was diabetic neuropathy—his body's way of telling him to stop with the beer and the pie if he doesn't want to lose his extremities. Scary stuff.

So it was Diabetes Weekend at Shakes Manor, as we alternately freaked out and thanked Maude he saw the doctor when he did and felt pensive and freaked out and did research and engaged in gallows humor and talked about how we felt about this whole thing. And freaked out.

Mostly, we just want to know what comes next—which will be clearer once he's had follow-up bloodwork that will help determine his course of treatment. The hope is that it will controllable with diet.

I'm already going Nurse Ratched on his ass, having banished, among other things, white bread, sweeties, and beer from the house.

"I can't imagine not drinking beer. It's such a part of who I am."

"Well, now making sure your legs don't get lopped off is part of who you are. And it's replaced the beer-drinking part."

"Stinky diabetes."

There is certainly more to be banished; a meeting with a diabetic nurse and nutritionist has been scheduled. The one thing I noticed looking over lists of low- and high-glycemic foods is that it's not quite as intuitive as I would have thought—some foods surprised me—so as the person who plans the meals and does (most of) the cooking, I'm going to have to pay a lot of attention to what I'm doing.

"You'll probably kill me for the insurance money."

"Not right away—but if you annoy me, you're getting soda and a cookie for dinner."

Millions of people live with diabetes, and, one day, it will be background noise, but right now, we feel consumed. Iain has a new and unexpected view of his life going forward—and his past looks a little different, too. Maybe it's not that strokes run in his family; maybe it's that undiagnosed diabetes does… He looks at the diagnosis and sees increased risks; I look at it and see the opportunity to decrease lots of risks because we know. We are, as ever, balance and complement.

And, thank Maude, good students. Because we've suddenly got a lot of homework. (If you know of good diabetes resources, please let us know in comments.)

One of my first assignments is ascertaining the glycemic index of vindaloo.

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime

Popeye



That Olive Oyl is one flighty dame!

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Rough Start

According to an article in the Seattle Times, Sarah Palin got off to a rocky start in her mayorship of Wasilla.

Sarah Palin's first year as mayor of Wasilla, Alaska, could easily have been her last as she became embroiled in personnel challenges, a thwarted attempt to pack the City Council and a bitter standoff with her local newspaper. Her first months were so contentious and polarizing that critics started talking of a recall.
If her two-week hiatus in Alaska before she talks to the press is to get briefed on how to be the next Dick Cheney, I'm guessing she already has that part figured out.

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Your Most Obsequious Servant

From ABC's Political Punch:

Rick Davis, campaign manager for Sen. John McCain, R-Ariz., just told Fox News Channel's Chris Wallace that McCain running mate Gov. Sarah Palin won't subject herself to any tough questions from reporters "until the point in time when she'll be treated with respect and deference."

Davis assailed the way the media had discussed Palin and her family in the last week and said the campaign would wait until a less hostile media environment.

So when will she subject herself to questions?

"When we think it's time and when she feels comfortable doing it," Davis said.
I'm just imagining what the reaction would be if Hillary Clinton had ever said that.

I would love to be proven wrong, but the sad fact is that the reporters will go along with this.

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A Thought Occurs

After reading Bill's post, I was wondering:

Let's just say the Republicans got their way; abortion becomes illegal, and every pregnant woman has to give birth. No more worries about protecting the "babies;" they will all be born.

After the cheering settled down, how do you think these same people would react if, along with their precious "Human Life Constitutional amendment," a second amendment was passed, limiting the number of children any family may have by law to, oh, say, two. No more quivers full of arrows.

Do you think they would suddenly have an opinion on government controlling a woman's right to choose? Would these same heroic, baby-saving lawmakers suddenly become "activist judges," legislating from the bench?

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OMG Shoez!!!

From the cover of this week's The New Yorker:


Just because I love Melissa and her shoez.

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I Am an Insurgent

Last evening on my way to dinner with friends Bob and the Old Professor, I stopped at the ATM to get some cash. The ATM is located on the side of the bank next to the driveway, and there's a parking lot on the other side of the drive. This being Friday, and with a hurricane spooling up in the Atlantic, there was a line of about four or five people waiting to use the machine, but I had no trouble finding a place to park.

As I waited in line, a large Chevy Suburban pulled up to the curb and parked in the driveway. A woman got out and got in line, leaving the behemoth in the driveway in spite of the large NO PARKING sign right next to it. I gave her an "are you kidding me?" glare, but she radiated, "I live in Pinecrest and I drive an S.U.V. So there." Everyone else in line gave her the same glare, but no one said anything.

I got my money and walked back to my station wagon. On the way to the parking lot, however, I lost my balance for a moment as I passed by the Suburban and bumped the passenger-side rearview mirror out of alignment, folding it in against the side of the truck. Oy, I am such a klutz.

(Cross-posted.)

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The Virtual Pub Is Open

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Quote of the Day

My commitment [is] to strive to be worthy of the example of the great men who have gone before. Presidents walk in giant footsteps. They have magnificent legacies to uphold. I stand here on this day and put my name forth, as one who aspires to their example, who will daily make that sacrifice, who will honor not just the office, but the people that office serves. Their President of these United States of America. - Sen. Arnold Vinnick accepting the Republican nomination for president.

If only.

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Friday Blogaround

Sorry no round-up today. Will post the pub later, but otherwise I need to step away for a bit.

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Oh, What A Beautiful Morning

So I flip on the teevee this morning. Bad idea. I was hoping to ride my scooter to work today, and after yesterday's torrential downpour and this morning's thick clouds, I figured I'd better check the weather report. The box was still on CNN after watching McCain's drone last night, and I was greeted with this (paraphrasing here):

"Coming up: Sexism in the Presidential Campaign! Everyone is asking about Sarah Palin; her hair, her clothing, her children- but are they legitimate questions, or are they just sexist?"

I start yelling at the television; incomplete sentences ranting that suddenly the media is concerned with sexism when it's directed at a woman they like, or at least, one that conforms to their ideas of how a woman should behave. When it's directed at the woman they consider a castrating bitch harpy, that they've loathed for over a decade they can't be arsed to notice, and I dissolve into incoherent sputtering.

I ride to work in a very bad mood.

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The Speech

So, I pretty much hated John McCain's speech.

It was boring as all fuck, not just because McCain is a miserable orator who never manages to hit any kind of compelling rhythm, but because it was the same damn speech I've heard at every GOP convention for my entire life injected with a shot of POW, the potency of which had been thoroughly undermined by every other convention speaker having taken possession of McCain's history during their speeches. Even the video package introducing McCain talked about his being a POW. There's a not-particularly-fine line between marketing relevant and evocative personal experience and Tragedy Branding. This convention sailed over that line into farce.

It gives me no joy to say that. And it doesn't change one iota the fact that McCain's service was intrinsically brave and honorable. I'm just really mystified by the decision to use something as intimate and distressing as the details of imprisonment and torture as the primary selling point of a candidate. Which is not to suggest McCain shouldn't have talked about it himself—but doling it out to everyone else to discuss onstage on his behalf had the twofold effect of diluting its effectiveness and disconnecting McCain from his own highly personal experience.

It certainly wasn't a good design for people tuned in to lots of the convention, at minimum.

I won't pick apart much of the actual content, because, quite frankly, it's too dry and dull to require it. There are two passages I wanted to mention, though.

ONE:

I'm not running for president because I think I'm blessed with such personal greatness that history has anointed me to save our country in its hour of need.
Immediately after the speech, Spudsy and I were on the phone talking about it, and he said he thought that was a nasty jab at Obama. Reading other reactions to the speech around the blogosphere, I see that other people had a similar reaction.

When I heard it, I thought it was a jab at Bush.

Possibly this is because I've never heard Obama say anything close to what could legitimately be described as a belief he is blessed with such personal greatness that history has anointed him to save our country in its hour of need.

Possibly it's because I've heard Bush and his myriad devotees say that shit about a bazillion times.

(Although, it tends to be less about history anointing him than God anointing him. Or sending him war plans, as the case may be.)
"I feel like God wants me to run for President. I can't explain it, but I sense my country is going to need me. Something is going to happen... I know it won't be easy on me or my family, but God wants me to do it."—George W. Bush

"He is one of those men God and fate somehow lead to the fore in times of challenge. I thank God that on September 11th, we had a president who didn't wring his hands and wonder what America had done wrong to deserve this attack. I thank God we had a president who understood that America was attacked, not for what we had done wrong, but for what we did right."—Former NY Gov. George Pataki

"I think President Bush is God's man at this hour, and I say this with a great sense of humility."—Former Deputy Director of the Office of Public Liaison Tim Goeglein

"If I'd won that election in 1992, my oldest son would not be president of the United States of America. I think the Lord works in mysterious ways."—George H.W. Bush
Et cetera.

Given the perception that McCain essentially used this speech to throw his own party under the bus, along with the Republican National Convention treating "Republican" like a dirty word and Bush like a pariah, I'm not convinced that he wasn't pointing that particular weapon in Bush's general direction.

Possibly, the line was designed as a double-edged blade—which would make it quite certainly the best line in the whole speech.

Especially because Johnny Boy evidently needs to put some real distance between himself and the Dauphin of Dipshittery.


Tom Brokaw: But the fact is, Governor, that you've had eight years of a Bush administration and a lot of Republicans in Congress for the last eight years, so why wouldn't the American people say, "Look, they had their shot; we're gonna change"?

Tom Ridge: Uh, because, uh, John Bush—because, uh, John McCain is very much his own man.
You sure about that, Tom?

TWO:
My friends, I've been an imperfect servant of my country for many years. But I've been her servant first, last, and always. And I've never lived a day, in good times or bad, that I didn't thank God for the privilege. … I fell in love with my country when I was a prisoner in someone else's. I loved it not just for the many comforts of life here. I loved it for its decency, for its faith in the wisdom, justice, and goodness of its people. I loved it because it was not just a place, but an idea, a cause worth fighting for. I was never the same again; I wasn't my own man anymore; I was my country's.
Ezra notes, quite rightly, what's wrong with the passages like this one in McCain's speech: "Such public declarations of patriotism are not about why John McCain loves this country. They are about why this country should love John McCain."

That's right. We should love him because he is humble (despite what you may have heard about his being a belligerent fuckwit), and because he is decent (despite what you may have heard about his calling his wife a cunt), and because he has hard-won and tightly-held principles (despite what you may have heard about his caving on our country's torture policy and lots of other stuff), and because he is his country's eternal, unwavering servant (despite what you may have heard about his ties to lobbyists hired by corporations whose patriotism is only as strong as the dollar).

And we should vote for him because he is humble and decent and principled and devoted, too.

He's earned it, goddammit.

As I watched him tick off all the things he's done to deserve to be president, sneering: "My friends, I have that record and the scars to prove it. Senator Obama does not," I realized that McCain was trying to manipulate his way into the Oval Office using the same strategies as a Nice GuyTM uses to try to manipulate his way into a woman's knickers.

Don't you know what a good person I am? What—are you one of those people who likes Mr. Popular the Arugula-Chomper? Fine, whatever. You voters always complain that there are no good candidates, but here's one right in front of you, and you're still going to choose celebrity over substance. No—wait, wait. I didn't mean it. Did you know that I was a POW? It was really horrible. Please vote for me. PLEASE. No? Well, screw you then!

I'm not sure if McCain wants a vote or a pity fuck.

The biggest applause line in the whole speech was when he introduced (again) his veep pick Sarah Palin, and—considered within the context of his 1) running against his own party and 2) desperate stumbling toward a finish line just out of his reach—it was a pitiful moment for McCain, as he seemed to be simultaneously passing the torch within and resigning from a Republican Party that doesn't really want him, even on the night he's been anointed its ostensible leader.

Awwwwwkwarrrrd!

But not even awkward enough to make it interesting. Dire speech. Dreadful convention. I can think of nothing more perfect for Candidate McCain.

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"Oh, That Walter Reed"

Josh Marshall solves the mystery of the pictures on the screen behind John McCain as he gave his speech last night.

A lot of people were asking tonight: what the hell was that mansion up behind John McCain tonight during the first part of the speech? As I noted below, the TV close-ups only showed McCain's head against the grass in the picture, which made it look like he was reprising his famed green screen performance. And when they panned out, it looked like McCain was showing off one of his mansions.

Well, several readers have written in to tell me that the building is actually the main building on the campus of the Walter Reed Middle School in North Hollywood, California. And sure enough, this page on the school's website makes it pretty clear that they're correct.



So it's not a mansion, but a middle school. But that still doesn't answer the question of why they picked this picture to have him standing in front of -- when I would imagine that 99.9% of the US population would have no idea what they were looking at.

Late Update: I'm surprised this hadn't occurred to me. But several readers have suggested that perhaps one of the tech geeks charged with setting up the audio/visual bells and whistles for the evening was tasked with getting pictures of Walter Reed Army Medical Center but goofed and got this instead. At first I thought, No, that's ridiculous. This is a major political party with big time professionals putting this together. Nothing is left to chance. I mean, is this the RNC or a scene out Spinal Tap or Waiting for Guffman? I still have a bit of a hard time believing they're quite that incompetent. But when you figure in what appears to be the utter lack of any logic for this school being behind McCain and the fact that it has 'Walter Reed' in its name, I'm really not sure you can discount this possibility.
Are these the same geeks that got Mr. McCain the maps of Czechoslovakia and the Iraq/Pakistan border?

(Cross-posted.)

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Yuck

The tone of this article in the New York Times, "Obama Camp Turns to Clinton to Counter Palin," is appalling, starting with the ridiculous caption on the photo, "Senator Barack Obama, who campaigned on Thursday in Lancaster, Pa., will send female surrogates to swing states," and followed immediately by the similarly absurd opening paragraph:

Senator Barack Obama will increasingly lean on prominent Democratic women to undercut Gov. Sarah Palin and Senator John McCain, dispatching Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton to Florida on Monday and bolstering his plan to deploy female surrogates to battleground states, Obama advisers said Thursday.
Oh, will he, now? Who knew he had a squadron of femdroid slaves waiting in suspended animation to be dispatched at his command?

Now, you know, part of this is a problem with the Obama campaign and the Democratic Party, who are both treating the most prominent women in the party like scullery maids, directed to clean up messes that wouldn't exist if only those same women (and one in particular) had been treated with more respect in the first place. So there's that.

But beyond that, this is a real hack job by the Times, framing this situation in the worst way possible. The Times doesn't have to sugarcoat the Dems' woman problem to nonetheless avoid fortifying the stereotype that women in politics are nothing more than useful tools. By using language that casts them as servants at Obama's disposal and as dependable workhorses on whom Obama can "lean," the Times seemingly goes out of its way to reinforce the divisive narrative.

Look at the difference a little rewriting makes: "Prominent Democratic women will be providing Senator Barack Obama with key support next week, as Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton will travel to Florida and other notable female players will make appearances in battleground states to undercut Gov. Sarah Palin and Senator John McCain, Obama advisors said Thursday."

See that? Same facts—except instead of women being cast as obedient lapdogs, they are described in a way that suggests they are lending essential support on their own terms, as valued colleagues.

(Which, let's be honest, is a lot closer to what we all think of Hillary Clinton. Even people who loathe her know she is no one's obsequious genuflector; that's usually the primary reason they despise her.)

The Times had an opportunity to tell this story fairly, but chose instead to cast distinguished Democratic women as subservient minions. Something tells me we're just not done humiliating Hillary Clinton yet.

I suspect we never will be.

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