she reminds me that even when we disagree—as we do so often these days—she's still The Original Goddess of Political Opinion. Watch the clip: she must be Irish; it was just too funny for her not to be.

(Okay, okay—Noonan's Goddessness would have to come after Susan B. Anthony's and Elizabeth Cady Stanton's respective Goddessossitude; for some reason those two are on my mind this week: the fighter and the intellectual. Kirk and Spock. I hate to break it to everyone, but they were both pro-life.)

Noonan footage via AllahP.

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. . . . Americans.

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. . . and what it says about modern-day feminism. ("The Clinton wound was mortal.")

Well, I don't think I know what feminism is—as with Art, I just know what I like. If men can be gentlemenly (perhaps even, on special occasions, gallant) without patronizing me, thas cool. and without it being this desperate endless striving to get to the door first, so he can be the one to open it for me: how about seeing which one of us gets there first, and he/she will hold it for the other?

If lesbians can stop pretending that I'm an idiot because I (as they say about polling data) "trend straight," that's a good thing, too. [After all--can we admit that some of the worst sexists out there are dykes, and a few tall women of miscellaneous orientations?]

But instead of that blunt "I didn't love her," Silky would have been better off with "I had tremendous respect for her"—instinctively moving his hands forward, as most of 'em do, like heat-seeking missiles—"frontal lobes. I mean, she had a first-rate intellect. That's why we don't need a paternity test: the child just doesn't seem vain enough. No sitting in front of the mirror, trying on various hairstyles. What a waste of money that would be."

Actually, I liked Breck boy, because he just wasn't ever afraid to kind of brainstorm about ideas for what we could do to improve the country. I didn't agree with most of 'em, but I liked the fact that the wheels kept turning.

Likewise, I have a soft spot in my heart for a politician who's been caught out in an affair that's tawdrier-than-average (when one's wife is diagnosed with cancer isn't a great time to go clitting around), and yet he admitted that Universal Truth in a way I hadn't ever heard Clinton articulate, and doubt even Ted Kennedy has ever put into words. "I thought I was special."

Does everyone have moments of sociopathy? More, perhaps, than might want to publicize that fact. Edwards scores lower on the sociapath scale because he admitted it.

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. . . has turned into that Monty Python skit, "Blackmail." At least, according to Iowahawk.

Via Dan Collins at the Protein Pub.

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