…about the so-called spokesmen for their party.
At a time when Obama is going around the mid-East trying to sow seeds of diplomacy, former VP-Cheney–more visible in the past two months than he was in the entirety of the past two terms–continues to defend torture while trying to rewrite history. And then there are the horrific criticisms of Sonia Sotomayor that are setting a new low even for the pundits (just when you thought such a thing could not be possible.) We’ve got Liddy declaring, and I quote: “Let’s hope that the key conferences aren’t when she’s menstruating or something, or just before she’s going to menstruate. That would really be bad. Lord knows what we would get then.” I don’t know whether simply to be appalled at the attitude, or fascinated that he didn’t seem to feel this was an issue with Condy Rice as Secretary of State, since one would think that a PMS-ing SoS in a delicate nuclear arms discussion is far more dangerous than a single cramping judge.
And then there’s Limbaugh, jumping on her comment, “I would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a white male who hasn’t lived that life,” and declaring that the sentiment makes her a racist. I think she could have found better ways to phrase it, but I don’t see that as a racist sentiment so much as it is a commentary on respective social strata and the resultant ability to render judgment on relevant cases, particularly considering the hardscrabble nature of her own upbringing. I’m not entirely sure I agree, but it’s a point worth discussing rather than just shouting, “Racist!” in an attempt to shut her down and keep her off the bench. Besides, you should judge a person’s worth by the entirety of their body of work–and Sotomayor’s is incredibly impressive–rather than a couple of comments that others have taken out of context and flogged relentlessly to further their own agenda.
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Alesse sprang from the couch for the second time in as many paragraphs, clutching her head and blinking back crystal tears by sheer force of stubborn will. That had been a particularly awful anddisjointed image of the future just now. Feathery tendrils of her hair whispered away from delicate, pale fingers as she raised her head and snapped, “Woeisme!”
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