When McCain first selected Palin as his running mate, I detested her. Since then, however, I saw such a barrage of vicious, disgusting, sexist commentary about her on Liberal websites and blogs that I feel horrible for her and don’t want to hear any more of the stupid clumsy jokes on her account.
Following, for these past 7 years, the Liberal coverage of Palin taught me that sexism has no party affiliation. People who write passionate ultra – progressive articles easily slip into the most outlandishly woman – hating screeds against not only Palin and her daughters but even her infant granddaughter born last month. Among all the unsuccessful vice-presidential candidates, nobody I know received such relentlessly shitty treatment as Palin.
This is why I now feel nothing but a desire to barf when I see my news feed explode with condemnation of Palin for her Trump endorsement. All of the so-called feminists who keep moaning on Shakesville and Feministing about being tragically victimized by somebody looking at them the wrong way wouldn’t survive two days of the kind of bullying and persecution that Palin has had to experience for years simply for being a female politician. That she still has the presence of mind to step into the public eye is truly admirable.
If somebody had told me 7 years ago that I’d be writing this post one day, I wouldn’t have believed it. And I’m very sorry that I’ve had to discover the malodorous depths of sexist iniquity among many proud Liberals. I’ve lost a lot of my idealism in these years and can now only laugh when these people begin congratulating themselves on their entirely imaginary feminist credentials.