evilteabagger:

When Sarah Palin took the podium in St. Paul to accept her nomination for the vice presidency in September 2008, calm and collected feminists might have recalled the old saw: Be careful what you wish for. Here she was, an ambitious political woman with the sort of egalitarian marriage that would put the Swedes to shame. Here she was, a charismatic, working-class heroine who oozed folksy provincialism with the naturalness of Lyndon Johnson in the same breath as she cheered her Hillary Clintonesque assault on the “glass ceiling.” Yes, here she was—clinging to her guns, her religion, and her babies, and saying, and apparently believing, all the wrong things.

Well, you know, when you say you care about the glass ceiling yet don’t condemn your party’s unequivocal rejection of paycheck fairness, it just kind of comes off as not-so-awesome (not to mention truthful). When you do that while simultaneously having a record of your town making rape victims pay for their own rape kits, it gets even less awesome. When you do that while also having a pregnant teenage daughter that probably got a dose of the abstinence-only education you like so much, the awesomeness level continues to recede. Last but not least, when you  support policies that would force women with not even a smidgeon of the privilege and money you enjoy and have at your disposal to give birth to children with special needs like the one you parade around like a trophy (or even children those women can’t support despite their not having special needs), your awesomeness level and your authenticity/credibility as a voice for feminism is prettymuch spent.

The fact of the matter is that Palin benefits from everything she shits upon and denies to other women.

Thanks for playing, though. Try reading some feminist theory, learning some feminist history, and giving a shit about women, then try again. 

*yeah, two rants in a row, but at least this one is related to Sarah Palin.