I’ve written on politics before. I’ve written on feminism before. This is nothing new. And as the election draws closer (wait, it’s still a year from now, right? Mmmkay, just checking), and the cavalcade of sideshow GOP candidates continues parading their inane soundbites over FoxNews’s airwaves (the Tea Party circus is why clowns absolutely petrify me), I was planning to save my supreme rants about the ineptitude of the partisan pissing contest our country has been participating in for way too long, as the welfare of its citizens plummets into obscurity, for another time closer to the general election, so as to allow more posts about not-as-snarky things. Living in a tropical paradise has ameliorated some of my trademark cynicism. Who the fuck knew?
And I was initially going to let the whole Herman-Cain-sexual-harassment debacle slide. Partly because the farcicality of his running in the first place is beyond ludicrous. Partly because the thought of “sexual” describing anything to do with him kind of makes me want to vom. But mostly because, like the majority of the rest of the GOP candidates, Herman Cain’ s presence will eventually peter out as his ephemeral novelty inevitably wears thin (a la Perry and the ever-clovenfooted Bachmann, drive-thru abortions and all).
Granted, after watching his press conference yesterday, I was a little pissed. His ingratiatingly priest-like piety was obviously false to the extent of common sense, as saying he’s never done anything to anyone is just juvenile and unrealistic; his unbelievable, Creon-esque hubris and flat-out bombastry in light of a very grave situation was annoying, yet characteristic at this point: and his blaming of both journalists and then, more pointedly, the “liberal media” is beyond infuriating, as 1) being coverd by Reuters, the AP, and CNN is just a smidge different than being subjected to the hounds of hell known as TMZ, as the reputations alone of the former speak to their credibility of responsible journalism, and 2) wasn’t just, like, a week ago that you were blaming Rick Perry and then Mitt Romney for bringing this up in the first place? But really it was the “liberal media”? That’s about as clear as your stance on abortion. And FTR, liberals want nothing more than for you to get the Republican nomination, you jackhole. Jesus.
But then I saw this clip this morning. And my feminismz got all riled up. And then I promptly went out, castrated the first male I saw, and raised his bloodied carcass above me while loosing a battle cry. Oh, wait. That’s not what feminism promotes. What a novel fucking concept.
- Sexual harassment is no joke. It’s a psychological shit-storm for anyone who has been victimized by it, and there are very real, damning consequences for those victims if they ever have the support, both emotional and financial, to make their cases known. So when FOUR different women come forward, at least one involuntarily, to speak up about one man, especially when one of these instances is clearly sexual assault, if not borderline sexual battery, it does become more than he-said-she-said. It becomes he-said-they-said.
- Blaming Herman Cain’s current political embroilment on feminists who want to be offended? Wow. Yes, because these women wanted to be offended by sexually harassment, as they had nothing else really going on in their days. (This, coming from Mary Matalin of all people.)
- These women are obviously fabricating these accusations because opening up about being sexually harassed is such a goddamn blast and the victims always win, amirite?! Clearly, Sharon Bialek’s pure intention is to be the frontrunner on next season’s Dancing with the Stars.
One of my classmates and I got into a discussion the other night after class. In all honesty, he blamed the current downfall (it only fell yesterday) of society on feminists, stating that the nation would be much better off with a mother at home to raise the children while the father worked. I then clued him in that the 1950s weren’t as idyllic as people usually assume and that June Cleaver was probably rocking vodka-cocktails-with-a-Valium-chaser by noon. Feminism isn’t about saying that one gender is better than another or that women shouldn’t be shackled by the bounds of marriage and child-rearing. It’s about women having a choice to do what they want with their own lives, and not having that choice made for them by, traditionally, a patriarchal oppressor.
But what do I know? I’m just a chick. I should be baking a dude a pie somewhere. Fucking democracy and opportunity at education that allows me to think freely of my own volition and have access to voice my opinions!
