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:: Monday, February 21, 2005 ::
Susan Estrich's online histrionics are providing Cathy Seipp with some great material--The Continuing Adventures of Susan Estrich:
Estrich's response to the lack of sympathy she's been getting (via her syndicated column this week) is, basically, of course you realize this means war. As usual, it's rather nuts -- my favorite part is her threat to get out her "mimeograph machine" and alert Matt Drudge. (Who knew that Drudge communicates entirely by mimeograph?) Her conclusion:
"Even one woman standing up -- with her friends around her and a couple of Rolaids at the ready -- can make them eat those words. That is what I want to teach my daughter. Given the state of women today, it is the most important lesson I can offer her, even if my stomach is killing me right now."
Oh, for God's sake. See, this is what I cannot stand about lefty feminists: Their preening notion that it's a brave and scary and stomach-churning thing to voice what they imagine to be a dissenting opinion. It isn't, not in this country. I've always found expressing my opinions easy as pie, sans benefit of Rolaids, even though my friends are often appalled. But so what? Voicing an unpopular opinion isn't exactly the same thing as storming Iwo Jima, which my daughter read about at breakfast today before going to school and then had to make a big effort to not cry. (The 60th anniversary is next week.) Checking out out the Wall Street Journal editorial page -- now that's something I'm glad she's learned from me, and I'm also glad she pays attention to what she reads rather than bean-counting byline genders.
A classic Cathy Seipp smackdown. Make sure to check out her NRO column "From the Left Coast" on the Estrich/Kinsley flap.
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