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Simple question, right?
fem·i·nist:
person whose beliefs and behavior are based on feminism.
fem·i·nism:
1 : the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes
2 : organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests
Not for Sarah Palin.
Last month she answered “I do,” when Katie Couric asked if she considered herself a feminist, but check out the transcript of her equally inept and evasive response to Brian Williams when asked the same question on NBC Nightly News last night. (The second paragraph’s my favorite).
PALIN: I’m not going to label myself anything, Brian. And I think that’s what annoys a lot of Americans, especially in a political campaign, is to start trying to label different parts of America, different backgrounds, different–I’m not going to put a label on myself. But I do believe in women’s rights, I believe in equal rights, and I am so thankful I was brought up in a family where really gender has never been an issue. I was expected, growing up in a–in a family that was very athletic, very active, very much into equal opportunities and education and everything else, to–I was expected to do the same thing that the guys were doing. And that has been a good foundation, too, for me in the position that I’m now as his running mate, understanding that, hey, gender’s not going to–this isn’t going to hold me back.
In fact, it’s time for women to be provided that opportunity to finally shatter that highest and hardest glass ceiling that is still in place in America’s political system. But we’re going to shatter that because I think more and more American women are recognizing, `Right on. We’ve got someone whom we can believe in also, someone who is committed to putting our country first, who recognizes that the life/family balance that’s so necessary, as we try to progress our families and the businesses that we own.’ We recognize that they can see and be someone committed to protecting our small businesses so that more jobs can be created, someone who is committed, also, to supporting John McCain in the strategies that we need in place to win these wars so that our families, our children are safe in this homeland. So I’m not going to label myself feminist or not, but I do believe that American women can recognize in me an advocate and a friend. And I want to be in the White House for them.
Colin Powell
Though he was still holding onto the whole “well from the information provided us by the intelligence community” BS as a reason for going into Iraq, I’m stoked he’s endorsing Barack. Could be the key to swaying that elusive war-monger, swing-voter contingent into Barack’s court.
No fear, he nailed on “Meet The Press” Sunday. Took the truth head on. It’s not like he can redeem himself completely, but it’s a step in the right direction and I’m lovin’ this bear of a man right now.
Thing is he’s no Spring chicken and this happens when people get old, when they see death winking at them. They get soft and scared. Even the most robot cock stubborn shits start apologizing, praying and acting human again.
My father, general blue-collar badass, lifelong atheist and despiser of the Catholic church, just got baptized at some non-denominational “alternative” church. Bapfuckingtized?!
Dude slid the announcement in between breathes about the Bears game and a one of his usual declarations of lust for Beyonce Knowles as if he was dropping the time.
He’s old, 73, so blue-collar 103, and lives in some palatial retirement super-subdivision outside Chicago. At first he played it off as some weekend social event that got out of hand, but I wasn’t buying it. My father’s never been a follower, and he’s a big guy. It’s not like his geriatric frat buddies could hold him down and make him take a hit off the holy water bong. He had to want it.
When he told me I was in a state of shock, speechless. My immediate instinct was to call the nurse to make sure he wasn’t abusing his meds. The idea that, after 73 years on earth, the old man may be looking for some “savior” scares the hell out of me. He’s been on death’s door for about 5 years straight. He has diabetes, had cancer, multiple heart failures, and a quintuple bi-pass, lost a kidney, and was on dialysis until only a few months ago. I’m missing a few things here, but is this any reason to get baptized?!
I’ve seen death and it’s not that scary. Fuck the crutches and the wings.
And besides the pseudo-spiritual implications of this mess, what the fuck are we going to talk about at dinner when I visit if we’re not ragging on the greed and perversion of the Catholic church and the evils of organized religion?
Next he’ll tell me he’s voting for McCain.
And I’ll dose his Metamusil with Rohypnol and Ketamine, take his other kidney and sell it on the black market to raise even more money for the Obama campaign.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Just kidding old man!!!!!
Instead, dear old dad’s going to share Hero of the Week with Colin Powell because he got baptized at some goofy hippy church and as per usual doesn’t give a shit what anybody thinks about it.
That’s my amazing mother on the right.
‘Tull’ that is.
After a day of dodging interviews, serving up plate-after-plate of piping hot bullshit and getting called out on it by friends and foes alike, it looked liked McCain’s batteries were running on empty last when Brian Williams asked him how he thought he played the bailout negotiation/campaign and debate delay sitch politically.
John strapped on one of his signature animatronic grins, blinked and blinked and blinked some more then mumbled something about getting the economy working again and having some plan to fix it.
And when Brian asked McCain whether he’d put his money on making the debates tonight, he made sure to declare himself a ‘betting man’ before refusing to bet, instead offering up some lame noncommittal shit about being ‘hopeful’ the debates would go on.
I’m am not a ‘betting man,’ but I’m fairly certain that Vegas does not honor ‘hopeful.’
But, as ‘luck’ may have it, I woke up today to find out that it’s on tonight at the University of Mississippi. The shit begins at 9 p.m. E.D.T. So bust out the Funyions and a .40 and sit your ass back down on the couch, ‘Young American!’
On the Palin tip, I though she was toast after the Charlie Gibson interview debacle, but Katie Couric somehow got her on the ropes with this softball:
COURIC: You’ve cited Alaska’s proximity to Russia as part of your foreign policy experience. What did you mean by that?
PALIN: That Alaska has a very narrow maritime border between a foreign country, Russia, and on our other side, the land boundary that we have with– Canada. It– it’s funny that a comment like that was– kind of made to– cari– I don’t know, you know? Reporters–
COURIC: Mock?
PALIN: Yeah, mocked, I guess that’s the word, yeah.
COURIC: Explain to me why that enhances your foreign policy credentials.
PALIN: Well, it certainly does because our– our next door neighbors are foreign countries. They’re in the state that I am the executive of. And there in Russia–
COURIC: Have you ever been involved with any negotiations, for example, with the Russians?
PALIN: We have trade missions back and forth. We– we do– it’s very important when you consider even national security issues with Russia as Putin rears his head and comes into the air space of the United States of America, where– where do they go? It’s Alaska. It’s just right over the border. It is– from Alaska that we send those out to make sure that an eye is being kept on this very powerful nation, Russia, because they are right there. They are right next to– to our state.
The stuttering, the backtracking… She answers like a drunk driver who’s been pulled over, is sober enough to knows she’s guilty, but is still way too drunk to talk her way out of walking the line.
I had to replay her belligerent response three times to make sure I wasn’t going insane. After these repeated viewings I was only more confused as it was now clear that Putin was again President of Russia and that Russia and Canada are now part of Alaska. Cartographers throw your hands up!
Forget everything else this gun-toting hockey mom has said (or not said) lately and imagine, for a moment, if what Sarah said was true. The imaginary union of Russkanada would most definitely make for the craziest state/country hockey team EVER and virtually monopolize the Winter Olympics for decades to come.
And one more thing’
Is this for real?
