Liz leads crowd to fight against windmills
What is it with these quarrelsome women that makes them long to be seen as modern-day suffragettes, having the stuff to not only survive the tyranny of their male oppressors but to also reach for heights never before imagined by their gender. What garbage. Like aggrieved sisters across the land, more than 100,000 of these “victims” paralyzed this city two days ago, jamming the Common to hear the increasingly unhinged Elizabeth Warren, no doubt envisioning herself as the second coming of Susan B. Anthony, explain, “We are here today because of the power of women.”
No, Liz, you were there because no one at City Hall had the stones to tell you to scram and stop being a public nuisance, which is clearly what you have become.
By now everyone ought to realize that even though Hillary Clinton’s candidacy fell short of what our system requires, the number of votes she captured more than affirmed her viability; indeed, because of her a woman president is no longer unthinkable.
She proved the Oval Office is attainable.
So for this neurotically unhappy crowd, what wars remain to be fought?
You’ll find women on the Supreme Court, in Congress, in gubernatorial and mayoral offices; they’re surgeons; they run colleges, banks and newspapers; they drive trucks and work construction.
They no longer need charlatans running interference for them.
But that didn’t stop former Secretary of State Madeleine Albright, introducing Clinton at a campaign rally, from warning, “There’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help each other.” Horsefeathers. Remember the response of CNN panelist Donna Brazile when she was caught providing Clinton with advance copies of questions she’d be asked in a debate?
“As a Christian woman,” she told TV anchor Megyn Kelly, “I understand persecution.”
Lady, please. You were not dumped because you were a Christian or because you were a woman; you were dumped because you were a fraud.
Even the lefties at CNN washed their hands of you.
“We are here,” Warren breathlessly told Saturday’s crowd, “to say we are fighting back; we will not be silent, we will not play dead.”
What in the world is she talking about?
Warren never had to play dead to get where she is today. All she had to do was play Native American, wrapping herself in someone else’s heartbreak as if the Trail of Tears bore the bloody footprints of her forebears, too.
Clearly, she has no shame.
But when it comes to equality, Liz at least has proven the gals can be every bit as problematic as the guys.