Honorary girl

Let me preface this all with a ****deeeeeep sigh****.

I have often wondered if I could summon the same irritation with a member of the party I normally support that I conjure when someone with whom I politically disagree says something boneheaded. This morning I learned that indeed I can.

Here’s the deal. Our current senator, who is running against a woman I adore, has been running television ads that meant to attract women by showing him doing such revolutionary things as chores. I’m not terribly impressed, and I think it hurts both genders to portray a man who takes care of himself is a freak of nature.

The head of the Mass Dems was quoted yesterday as saying this candidate “spent a couple million dollars folding towels on TV to prove he’s an honorary girl”. When I heard that one on the morning news I wanted to scream or hit something or throw my coffee.

But you know why I didn’t throw my coffee? Because I stink at cleaning things up, and keeping things neat, and folding towels. So I’ll never get to be an honorary girl.

Congrats, buddy, you managed to move one of your supporters to want to slap you. But you can keep your honorary girl badges. I’m a woman and plan to stay that way.

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I’m considering starting a “Tuesday Newsday” series in which I post about something in news every Tuesday. Let me know what you think!