So, I hopped on over to Don Surber’s pad because the greatest gift I can give myself today is the feeling of unrestrained intellectual superiority, and ran into a nice one.
As you know by now, John McCain prefers that you see Cindy McCain’s TIIIIIIIIIIIITS! Those would be her bosoms, were you not fluent in screaming drunk guy. But you see, it’s not a bad thing that John McCain, head of a party that prefers that women remain chaste until a ring allows them to open up their legs to their replacement father, volunteered his wife (seemingly without asking) to go participate in a sexually debauched show. Because…
Cindy McCain, a former rodeo queen, didn’t enter the contest. But she looks hot enough to. That was the point.
A few women’s groups are upset.
That’s a bonus.
Now when NOW complains even some politically correct feminists roll their eyes. Men like to ogle women. Women like to be ogled from time to time. Get over it. The problem was when men ogled women all the time, even when they did not want to be ogled. Watch “Mad Men” some time on AMC and you’ll see what I mean.
Increasingly, McCain is coming off as the guy who can mock himself while his opponent looks like a stiff. It’s the sailor in Mac.
First, saying the problem with the world of Mad Men is involuntary ogling is like saying the problem with slavery was the heat. The harassment was a part of a world where women were second-class objects to men, denied opportunity, respect and autonomy. The only thing that saved them from being completely overlooked doormats was that they weren’t black.
Second, this is a quintessential virgin/whore dichotomy. You see, men like looking and women like being looked at. Don’t tempt those men too closely, though, honey – you start doing the things you’re miming and it goes from being wholesome titillation to rampant fuckholedom.
You’ve got to admire the relationship here, though. There’s a completely normal and healthy dynamic whereby a woman voluntarily shows herself off for a thousand screaming drunk people, so it’s like double funny when a guy offers up his wife for it without her apparent permission.
Is it triple or quadruple funny if he’d already entered her in the contest?