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Once upon a time, a young freshman Senator ran for president.  He was the charming Prince of Chicago, a step-son of old Chicago politics.  Winning campaigns on technicalities, then decrying George W. Bush for winning on a technicality in Florida circa 2000.  Aligning himself with influence buyers and peddlers, like Tony Rezko – a man whose own benefactor, Iraqi born British billionaire Nadhmi Auchi, was a lifelong ally of Saddam Hussein, is widely believed to be an arms dealer, and was convicted of corruption – among other charges – during the “Elf” and Oil for Food scandal.

Obama and his campaign deny any compromise of the Senator’s integrity.  When asked tough questions, he defers or provides non-answers.  Much like the Spring-time Obama, Democratic presidential nominee Obama is likewise reluctant to speak with any candor, or lack of script.

Mention Rezko today, pfft.  Mention Franklin Raines or Jim Johnson, the former head of his VP selection committee – and you will get attacked.  Or be regailed with fictional tales of Rick Davis’ (McCain campaign manager) lobbying for Fannie Mae, or Freddie Mac. Obama spokesman Bill Burton begins most of his lies with, Senator Obama has ALWAYS said…”

One question: where is the Prince, with his merry band of fools chanting Yes We Can?

Gone.  Along with ethics, courtesy, and truth.  These are the casualties in Obama’s wake.   Hillary’s bid was likely doomed from the beginning.  And I do not count her among the casualties, collateral damage perhaps – but she wanted a fight with Obama, and her husband.  She lost that fight, not because of sexism but because the American people seldom elect a victim.

The announcement of Governor Sarah Palin as the Vice Presidential running mate shook the campaign season to its foundations.  Main stream press were proven wrong.  Senator John McCain, in an act of political bravery – not pandering, challenged the establishment and conventional thinking.  His choice of Sarah Pain did more than ignite the base – it infuriated those who have profited off the cause of feminism without being feminists.

Rather than the color of her skin, or the content of her character, Barack Obama and his allies – the Gloria Steinems and Kate Michelmans and NARAL donors – began to attack Governor Palin for the content of her uterus.  Not issues, not policy, not experience (that came later) but on her reproductive choices.

From Karl at Patterico:

The Washington Post’s Howard Kurtz will not point out that The Atlantic’s Andrew Sullivan’s Trig Trutherism increasingly marks Sullivan as the Internet’s version of a sandwich board-wearing lunatic, spewing profane nonsense at random passers-by on the street.

To the contrary, Kurtz asks McCain campaign blogger Michael Goldfarb why they won’t release Palin’s hospital records.  Goldfarb manages to restrain himself from replying that the campaign does not feel any need to respond to the online equivalent of a raving sterno bum.

However, Kurtz does note that not everyone at The Atlantic is happy about being associated with the malign insanity of Andrew Sullivan, linking to fellow Atlantic writer Ross Douthat, who recently wrote:

If you think that many of the same people who bleat the loudest about the evils of ‘Rove-style’ politics aren’t happy to similarly dirty their hands for the sake of their own causes and candidates — well, you need only look at some of the coverage of Sarah Palin’s family to see how quickly principle gives way to expedience when power is at stake.

Nor was that Douthat’s first veiled reference to Sullivan, having previously written about the coverage of Sarah Palin “by colleagues I used to respect.”

Nor is Douthat the lone voice on his unhinged colleague at The Atlantic.  After Sullivan blogged his delight at an attack on then-potential GOP VP pick Eric Cantor as a dual citizen,  Jeffrey Goldberg recently wrote:

I wish Andrew would go back to bashing the Jew-baiters, rather than reveling in their smears.

Jeffrey’s wish was not granted, as Sullivan would thereafter claim — without any basis in fact:

I know [Palin]’s being safely indoctrinated by Joe Lieberman and AIPAC as we speak.

Seriously. Andrew Sullivan has slipped into an emotional darkside, that borders on uterus-envy. One wonders if all the cocktails have extinguished the intellectual flame. As a beneficiary of the best Big Pharma has to offer, one would think that Sullivan would instead be talking about stem cell research or special education. But incest? conspiracies to hide one pregnancy in favor of another?

Unfortunately, the Trig Trutherism is but only one of the many bizarre sexualized caricatures about Governor Palin.  Cintra Wilson penned a revealing column, Pissed About Palin.

Like many people, I thought, “Damn, a hyperconservative, fuckable, Type A, antiabortion, Christian Stepford wife in a ‘sexy librarian’ costume — as a vice president? That’s a brilliant stroke of horrifyingly cynical pandering to the Christian right…”

And those are some of the nicer things… maybe Ms. Wilson has a Katy Perry complex.

Maybe not.

Palin may have been a boost of political Viagra for the limp, bloodless GOP.

Clearly, Ms. Wilson has not had the pleasure of being ravished by a faithful, delightful, brilliant, Conservative man.  Just saying.  The insults continued:

Sarah Palin is a bit comical, like one of those cutthroat Texas cheerleader stage moms. What her Down syndrome baby and pregnant teenage daughter unequivocally prove, however, is that her most beloved child is the antiabortion platform that ensures her own political ambitions with the conservative right. The throat she’s so hot to cut is that of all American women.

Really?  ALL American women?  Or just the women who believe abortion is a rite of passage? Or the women who get off on demonstrating they are “more” powerful than a man by killing a child in their womb?

I don’t want Sarah Palin being the representative leader and custodian of my rights, my Constitution and my country any more than I want polygamist compound leader Warren Jeffs baby-sitting for my preteen goddaughters.

As a woman who does not believe what Palin believes, the thought of such an opportunistic anti-female in the White House — in the Cheney chair, no less — is akin to ideological brain rape. What this Republican blowup doll does with her own insides in accord with her own faith is her business. But, like the worst and most terrifying of religious extremists, she seems very comfortable with the idea of imposing her own views on everyone else.

On the matter of being pro-life, many on the Left point to the failure of Abstinence education.  Are the 40 million abortions since 1973 the success of Comprehensive Sex Ed?  Seriously?

She must have seen that logical question coming, because she goes right back to the desire factor and trashing Republican men:

I did not think that women being downgraded to second-class, three-holed chattel would be a pressing concern in my lifetime. I thought it was like polio, or witch burning — an inhumane error that had already been corrected. But after eight years of Republican hegemony, and now the potential ascendance of this sheep in ewe’s clothing, I am so mortally offended I feel like it is really time for women to be angry, hardcore and disgusted again. Not just with old white Christian patriarchs and their hopelessly calcified, religiously condoned misogyny, but also with the self-abnegating, submissive female Uncle Tommies whose ambitions and eagerness to please the powerful males of their tribe are so desperate that they would sell out their sovereignty over their own bodies. And yours too.

Three-holed chattel?  Wow.  I have never heard a man refer to a woman in such a way.  Not with attribution.  Not in a main stream magazine like Salon.  I was shocked Salon printed it – and then I realized, I am thankful to the Editors there.  Give it to me straight, folks.  How does Ms. Cintra really feel?

The subtext: It’s a Faustian bargain, girls. To elevate your sex to power and respectability, you must first give us the keys to your chastity belt.

She makes it sound like giving a man the keys to your chastity belt is a bad thing.  If you want Katy Perry to have the keys, give them to her.  Just give them to someone, Cintra.  A ravishing may be just what you need.

No?  Fine… we’ll move along to envy.  An unattractive cousin to jealousy.

We must regard Sarah Palin as the Carmella Soprano of the GOP — an enabling wife of organized crime, who sees, hears and speaks no evil of the boys in her old-boy network for whom she does this ideological lap dance.


It is a kind of eerie coincidence that Sarah Palin is being sprung on the public at the same time as the bimbo/frat-boy titty comedy “House Bunny,” which features a poster of a beautiful young lady with Playmate-style bunny ears, big, stupid eyes and her mouth hanging open like someone just punched her.

Sarah Palin is the White House bunny…

And in case you forgot, it is not only about envy.  It is about hating men:

Bristol Palin will no doubt be a fine example as a first teen, particularly now that her mother is inflicting an old-fashioned shotgun wedding on the hapless, horny, condomless youth who impregnated her.

Why do abortion advocates always want to stamp out the man’s contribution to the reproductive process?  Truly bizarre.  The “choice” is whether or not to have sex in the first place.  Not whether you have “safe” sex.  The thing about abstinence, it works every time.  No pregnancies, no disease.

Clearly, that is of no consequence to Ms. Wilson:

Women, even if they are vice president, can always look pretty, worship their husbands in the fear of God and never, ever resist invasions from unwanted sperm.

Unwanted sperm? Seriously. Boggles the mind. Clearly the concept of trusting a man with your whole soul escapes Ms. Wilson. What a pity. Because there is nothing so lovely as true love. Oh well, she’s clearly a lost cause… so back to the politics:

Sarah Palin and her virtual burqa have me and my friends retching into our handbags. She’s such a power-mad, backwater beauty-pageant casualty, it’s easy to write her off and make fun of her. But in reality I feel as horrified as a ghetto Jew watching the rise of National Socialism.

Virtual burqa?  Wow.  Ghetto Jew? Double Wow. But wait, we are almost to the big finish. (Not to be confused with a climax or finale.)

She is dangerous. She is not just pro-life, she’s anti-life. She is the suppression of human feeling and instinct. She is a slave to the compromises dictated by her own desire for power and control. Sarah Palin is untethered from her own needs and those of her family, which is in crisis, with a pregnant daughter, a son on the way to Iraq and a special-needs infant.

The lesson here: Ms. Wilson thinks you make a better woman if you kill a child in your womb – and she also wants to claim higher ground on maternal instinct and child rearing? I’ll take one last bite at this apple:

We’ve been shanghaied. This is sick. We need to slap the face of our bad frat-boy date and walk home from this drive-in movie. Sarah Palin may put out to be popular, but the rest of America’s women don’t need to do the same.

Such wisdom from the feminists. What shocked me… was a casual read through Cintra Wilson’s website – I don’t believe a word of what she wrote. Not one. It is all a show. Shock value. Her brand.  Too much time in the glow of angry first wives, I suspect.  Hanging with the wrong sort of men, men who have no business in an intimate relationship.  Not sure if she is married, or has kids.  On the off chance that she visits this site, those of you who may “see the light” she has an offer on her site to pay for your next abortion.  I’m not kidding.  Ms. Wilson was raised in San Francisco.  So, think of her as Speaker Pelosi’s constituent, and you will understand all.

Unlike Al Franken, the girl has some street cred.  It’s her very real take on Sarah Palin.   But it also reveals the ugly underbelly of political discourse.

Sarah Palin has been subjected to questions, vulgarity, lies, half truths, lies, vile attacks – none of which Barack Obama has enjoyed.  Why?  because as much as these feminists hate men, as much pleasure as they seem to get from killing the unborn, they can’t bring themselves to walk away from a man like Obama.  He gets them.  He wants them to have that abortion.  He wants them to hate other men.  He needs it.

Obama needs the baby-Steinems out there, trashing Palin.  He needs them out there calling McCain old and bringing up Viagra.  He needs them out there, on the political front lines, to tell girls with a bad first sexual experience that the way to cure the traumatic stress caused by rape – is to get revenge by killing every unborn child they can.  He needs them on the front lines, exploiting girls and teaching them that a real man is what Obama is.

Not McCain.  God forbid, McCain.  McCain – father of seven.  (Read: fertile)  McCain, honorable.  McCain the War hero.  McCain the beautiful, but broken warrior for his country.  McCain, the guy who – as Sarah would say – is the only man who has ever really fought for you.  That one phrase is what this election is all about.

Women who hate men, conditioned as Ms. Wilson has been, can’t handle the truth.  There are good men out there.  Really. Good. Men.  Men who will love you.  Men who will fight for you.  Men who will protect you.  Men who, regardless of their own orientation, are some of the best people on this earth.

Obama needs victims.  McCain keeps you from being one.

Obama’s play for the hearts of these women is powerful, they have a case of Stockholm Syndrome.  He represents the guy who pushed them to far, who shamed them.  He is the guy who is not good in bed because he never had to be.  By charm, luck, or force – Obama is THAT guy.

McCain is the real man.  He is the only man who has ever really fought for you, as an American.  For some women, or others, that may be exactly true.  It is a painful realization that more of us would be wise to understand.  And those women deserve someone who honors them in office.

Now, where is my cherry chapstick?

—Media Lizzy