The Pantload Speaks
First of all I want to thank everyone who aided in the sacking of Kate O’Beirne’s book Women Who Make the World Worse over at Amazon. The overall book review is at 1.5 stars, and for reasons I have no clue about Amazon has now promoted the General’s review — which has close to 4,000 votes — to the Spotlight review.
In addition to all the fabulous 1 star reviews everyone contributed (and if you want to feel good about the existence of an active, engaged left go have a read-through, it’s really quite inspirational), it probably had something to do with John Amato’s phone call to Amazon yesterday inquiring as to why they held their customers’ views in such slight regard, for which the General has given him an honorary Seahawkhood.
And bless their little racist, chickenhawk hearts, KKKate’s Klan took notice.
If you doubt the persistence of nostalgic Marxist thinking in feminist rhetoric, check out the reader reviews of Kate’s book at Amazon.com. You’ll learn that Kate is a self-hating woman and a fascist doing the work of her knuckle-dragging male paymasters. Anyone who’s met Kate (or actually read her book) knows this is nonsense on stilts. A successful and independent-minded career woman and proud mom, she’s equal parts Joan of Arc and mentoring den mother.
If Kate really wants to walk the talk, she ought to go home and start scrubbing toilets with her toothbrush like she counsels other women to do and STFU.
But she’d rather reap the rewards of a law degree and a career made possible by the feminists she’s paid to deconstruct, a grand hypocrisy that nobody who allowed her to pimp her book this week on their shows seemed capable of pointing out. And God forbid anyone suggest SHE get one cent less than her male counterparts, she’d unearth that hatchet from the middle of her face and land it in someone’s back.
But thanks anyway, Jonah. Nice to know we drew blood. Because, you see, it isn’t about winning some sort of ultimate triumph, it’s about making them fight for every inch. They know that, look at the full court press that they delivered to Knight-Ridder over a heavily researched, factually based article. Everyone knows if they want to run a piece like Knight-Ridder did that they’re going to have an uphill battle, have to devote money, time and man hours to defending the assault. It just makes them that much less likely to do it in the future.
Tim Russert may be incapable of pointing out the obvious, but Kate O’Bierne’s screed has now spent three days on Amazon with incredibly funny, loud and negative opposition. It’s the equivalent of having the movie theater marquee stacked with negative reviews on the opening weekend of your film, the time period you count on to reap the biggest boxoffice, and future market impact will be predicated upon it.
Believe me. I’ve released a book before. This is an unmitigated disaster for her and her publishers. They most certainly knew they’d have more than a few negatives, but probably anticipated something like the response Bill O’Reilly gets, with his supporters eventually outshouting the opposition. Not for Kate.
Her page, which reviewers all over the country look to for their cues, is now a flaming shit heap.
Marc Cooper once famously said that he joined Chickenshit Bedwetter Media because Republicans know how to run a business. Well given the success of that wilting fiasco that pearl of wisdom really speaks for itself. But people might be surprised to know that not everyone on the left is a braless pot smoking tree hugger; some of us have rather sophisticated marketing backgrounds. And toward that end I’m reminded of this quote from Boss Tweed whose Tammeny Hall hijinks read like a 19th-century blueprint for BushCo.:
"Let’s stop them damned pictures," the Boss supposedly said, "I don’t care so much what the papers write about — —my constituents can’t read — —but damn it, they can see pictures."
So all you photoshoppers out there who maybe don’t have the time to devote to a daily blog but who want to spend a few moments throwing high-impact grenades, you know where I am.
Welcome to Late Nite on FDL. We’ll be here regularly, having us some fun with the wingnuts and fightin’ the good fight.
Update: Stealth Badger has a quiz to let you know if you are Kate Bait.