[img]1|left|||no_popup[/img]This is one of those rare beautiful interludes in ladies-first politics.
Our hard-faced feminist friends truly are confused this afternoon.
Should they take a butcher knife to their goose necks because hotheaded Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi is about to be dropkicked by fellow Democrats off the nearest tall building over her latest apparent fibs?
Or should those typically unattractive feminists stick the knife into their back pockets, sprint home and use the knife to bake a celebratory cake because they are a cinch to get the next Supreme Court choice?
Like many aging left-wing women, Ms. Pelosi is more worried about her image than truth-telling.
While every ambulatory, self-respecting Democrat in Washington this month has been loudly protesting the extreme interrogation tactics of the Bush administration in conducting its war on terror, Ms. Pelosi — briefed along with other key members of Congress — has denied any knowledge of the harshness involved.
Meanwhile, her nose has been growing.
The queen of facelifts privately has asked herself, How would it look if the world finds out that I knew about the controversial Bush strategy and passively gave my assent?
How would it look? Horrible.
Keeping Her Stories Straight
This definitely was an oops moment for the little woman.
Last seen, peppery Ms. Pelosi was flailing both of her wrinkled arms. She said the CIA lied to little old her about the “enhanced interrogation techniques,” such as waterboarding.
Dear reader, may I presume your mother taught you what mine did, that if you choose truth-telling over lying, you never have to worry about what you have said?
Instead of giving a thoughtful answer for the first time during her tenure as Speaker of the House, the bullying Ms. Pelosi donned her coward’s mask when the controversy broke out. She muttered something that sounded like “I don’t know nuthin.’”
The word on the street in Washington is that embarrassed Democrats may slip a shiv into her back and remove her from the Speakership. Yes, that was a horse’s head on her pillow last night.
Let’s Hear It for the Supremes
Since the Democratic Party is run by strange little groupings that value what people look like more than what they believe or how they act, the party has informed Barack Obama that his choice for the pending U.S. Supreme Court will be a feminist, brown preferred over black, hopefully with lesbian tendencies.
Every single Democratic pressure group has chimed in on this inflexible order.
The President would accumulate so much capital if he makes that kind of straight-line selection, he could afford to skip hopping aboard a float next month in San Francisco’s Gay Pride Parade.
Not one of these brave, independent Democratic thinkers has had the gall to risk his life and suggest — in an inaudible voice, of course — that somewhere in this broad land there is a white Protestant gentleman who merits consideration for, if not elevation to, the Supreme Court.
However, the cement-faced feminist floozies no doubt would try to assassinate him before he could fly to Washington.
Isn’t one crazy old lady at a time enough on the High Court?
Sen. Barbara Boxer, whose minute size corresponds precisely to her cerebral capacity, wrote an essay yesterday for the far left Huffington Post, arguing that a woman must — no wiggle room —be chosen for the Court.
Said the shrimpish senator:
“Women make up 51 percent of our nation's population.
“Yet only 17 percent of the seats in Congress are held by women. Only 3 percent of corporate CEOs are women. And just one out of nine Supreme Court justices is a woman. President Obama can change that.
“We need a Supreme Court that is more representative of all Americans, so that its decisions better reflect the diversity of life experiences and points-of-view in America.”
Here is another refreshing distinction between Republicans and Democrats.
When President Bush was faced with two openings on the Court, his base did not push him to choose a circus freak. Rather, he picked two normal, eminently qualified gentlemen, John Roberts and Sam Alito.
Most Dems still are snickering at the choices.
Neither was brown, neither was black and neither had displayed any detectable tendencies toward lesbianism. Obviously, they were unqualified.
