The Feral Catfight In Washington - Power Doesn't Corrupt Absolutely, It Just Makes Women Ugly

'Toss the whole lot of them'. said one voter after watching clips of the President's State of the Union address and the feral antics of Congresswomen Tlaib and Omar, two hysterical women trying to shout the President down, howling, unhinged animals baying at the man at the podium. 

These women were not the only ones in the voter's sights. The memory of Kamala Harris. former Democrat candidate for President, who went on rabid rampage to try to discredit Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanagh, or the howling banshees Jasmine Crockett, Maxine Waters, Nancy Pelosi, and Premila Jayapal, all of whom flap around squawking like chickens in a henhouse. demanding absolute attention.  These women are insufferable bullies, bellowing, deformed, gaping caricatures of political irresponsibility. 

 

The Congressional hearings where members of the Trump Administration are obligated to sit before Congressional panels to answer questions about their performance in office.  The Democrat members of these committees take these opportunities to do everything to disparage, humiliate, bully, and dismember those sitting before them.  All sense of civility, respect, or reasonable inquiry is left at the door, as these wolverines attack. 

For the first time in recent memory, administration officials have fought back, refusing to sit quietly, smile, and toady up to their interrogators. Each one - Bondi, Patel, Hesgeth, Bessent, Homan, and Gabbard have returned fire, incensing those on the dais used to deference, polite accommodation, and complaisance. 

It is easy to get elected from a district where voters don't know any better. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez got elected because she was the rice-and-beans candidate, a Puerto Rican woman who promised Park Avenue living to constituents who lived in South Bronx projects, a jamboree of white hatred, trash-and-burn promises, island jive, and some hot chick sexual allure thrown in.  'Una chica con salsa' was all the barrio needed to know to elect a woman whom Sen. John Kennedy (LA) says is the reason there are directions on a shampoo bottle.  

Now, every American knows that the farther down the electoral chain you go, the worse it gets.  Municipal politics are a joke - walkin' around money, nepotism, fraud, incompetence, and venality.  State legislatures are one step removed from the bottom of the barrel but their transparently arrogant misuse of power and money-driven excesses are legion.  Congress is not far away.  It doesn't take much to pander, promise, and speak in happy nostrums to get elected and stay elected. 

The path to visibility and public responsibility has been a long one for women. Not so long ago in the post-war years of the Fifties, women were still homemakers, mothers, hostesses, and volunteers; and only in the Sixties when American society went through a civil revolution and women's rights were championed and abilities recognized, were women finally given their due. 

But transformation is not an easy, smooth process. At first women thought that to succeed in a man's world, they had to behave like men but even more so. Therefore in the early years of accession, men were targets of an overdue vendetta, an emasculating, man-eating juggernaut of women in the boardroom. 

As time went on, women realized that they could be in touch with their feminine side and be the office versions of the kind mother - acting with discipline, love, and understanding - but the business world no matter in what era it operates has no patience for commiserating dalliance.  Women found a balance, their own niche and gender neutral but gender aware management. 

Except in legislative, electoral politics where the arrogation of bullying authority is de rigeur, the accepted way, the only way to show your party's colors at seminal moments.  There is plenty of pushing and shoving done in the corridors of power, but there is nothing like the Congressional hearing to strut your stuff, to show the country at large what you are made of, the stuff of leadership and command. 

The perfect storm of arrogant, uniformed, base leadership as epitomized by AOC, Omar, Tlaib, Crockett, and others is caused by three factors - first you come from a safe district and one that doesn't know shit from Shinola, one in which if you are as predictable as the sunrise in your racial and ethnic promises, you will get elected.  Second, politics does not demand intelligence nor never has.  It has always been an affair of posturing, promise, and a silver tongue.  No one expects rocket science from a Congresswoman. 

 

Third if you happen to be a woman of color, you are a protected species.  Any criticism can be taken as racist and uncalled for.  Last but not least there are some women who have never made the elision from homemaker to social prominence, and they are stuck in that first phase of nasty, misandrous, vengeful ignorance. 

So the burlesque side show of The Squad (progressive Congressional women of color) and The View, a cabal of women deliberately honed to maximum cunt bitchiness, are not surprising.  These women both in the halls of Congress and on their airwaves are examples of what the Sixties, years of progressivism, and gender-racial-ethnic entitlement have produced. 

So when the two poster-girls of the progressive movement, Omar and Tlaib - were shown on screen at the State of the Union speech, Tlaib with froglike maw open so wide you could see down her gullet, the blush was off the bloom of the rose.  They had been outed as idiots. 

Oh, yes, well there are plenty of men behaving badly Schiff and Blumenthal are two of the most unhinged, entitled, Washington politicos around; but there seems to be nothing unleashed on the public like these completely untethered banshees. 

Kamala Harris was bad enough, all garbled and incoherent, banging on about being a woman of color and that her time had come but since nothing else was in that pretty little head of hers, most voters thought she was a joke and roundly defeated her. 

But now?  This stable of uppity, crowing, insurmountably charmless women is simply too much, over the top even for a political party which has run on vituperative hate for a decade and which has shown no signs of temperance. 

Every dog has his day, and these women will soon fade from public view.  They have already become caricatures, pilloried on social media, lambasted in the serious press for their wild, ranting, bull riding. They might still have hopes for higher office, but even the tone deaf, stone-stupid voter has begun to see through their circus charade. 

Trump has brought to the White House attractive women who stand their ground - far cry from the ugly, hysterical women who attack them - and the country can see the best despite the worst.  After their showing at the State of the Union, the days of Omar and Tlaib are surely numbered, and the country will give a big collective sigh of relief.