Monday, July 6, 2009

ONE MUST PITY MAUREEN DOWD, SHE IS A MISERABLY UNHAPPY WOMAN

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One must pity Maureen Dowd.

She is a miserably unhappy woman.

As far as I can tell she has been a miserably unhappy woman all her adult life.

She throws a lot of blame around for her condition,

but never finds the source of it.

She should look into the mirror.

Naturally, the miserable hate and envy the happy.

The mere existence of happy and well-adjusted folks

drives the miserable into fits of snark and rage.

And Dowd is filled with snark and rage.

Her latest object of hatred is this chick.

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You can read Dowd’s writings on Palin here and here.

All through you will be subjected to her condescension,

her arrogance and her cattiness.

This is what passes for wit and wisdom over at The New York Times.

Poor Maureen can never admit what really drives her batty about Palin.

It is so obvious.

Dowd has the envy the empty wombed have for the fecund.

I remember an unintentionally revealing piece that Dowd wrote some years back

called What’s a Modern Girl to Do?

It pretends to be a lament on the decline of feminism but is really a heartbreaking insight into what is—and what ever shall be—a lonely and embittered woman.

Like all such women Dowd blames her ills on others, and has an unpleasant view of her own gender—at least, those women who are not New York Times columnists and their acolytes—and simply cannot understand why she is still single. Her conclusion is that the modern male is frightened of the modern female—the modern feminist female that is. A male associate of hers

confessed that he had wanted to ask me out on a date when he was between marriages but nixed the idea because my job as a Times columnist made me too intimidating. Men, he explained, prefer women who seem malleable and awed. He predicted that I would never find a mate because if there’s one thing men fear, it’s a woman who uses her critical faculties.

Dowd then asks

Do women get less desirable as they get more successful?

She should have asked Sarah Palin this question.

So Dowd cannot get a man—she means a husband—because she is ’successful and uses her critical facilities?’ Well then, what of her non-feminist sisters—you know, all those millions and millions of moms and wives who ignore what the New York Times thinks of ‘Life, the Universe and Everything’—are they unsuccessful imbeciles? Dowd cannot see the real causes of her unhappiness and so chalks it up to being so smart that men are afraid of her.

And why is Dowd so miserable? Part of the reason is that she hangs out with others equally as miserable and equally as clueless as she:

A few years ago at a White House correspondents’ dinner, I met a very beautiful and successful actress. Within minutes, she blurted out: “I can’t believe I’m 46 and not married…”

The self-blindness startles. How many ‘beautiful and successful actresses’ have loving husbands and children? The usual ‘lifestyle’ of a ‘beautiful and successful actress’ is not one that lends itself to marital happiness and stability. One need merely consult any newspaper or People magazine to find any number of ‘beautiful and successful actresses’ indulging in sexual antics, adulteries, multiple divorces, all sorts of addictions and dressing as prostitutes. Someone should inform that ‘beautiful and successful actress’ that a man would certainly bed her but would never consider her anything other than a useful and attractive whore.

Dowd would have done better to avoid anyone connected with Hollywood. She herself was once the consort of actor Michael Douglas. He never married her nor gave her children—why buy the cow when you get the milk for free? When Douglas tired of her he left her arms to woo the young and fetching—and fertile—Catherine Zeta-Jones. Say what you want about Zeta-Jones, she knew what to do to keep her man: she presented Douglas with children. They since have married. This sad and grotesquely cruel sentence says it all:

Catherine Zeta-Jones Expecting Again
(Maureen Dowd remains bitter and childless)

Dowd consoles herself by seeking out those who move in her own rarified circle. She seldom makes a personal connection with those outside of it. Her view of men and women is derived from spending her entire life with folks just like her:

A friend of mine in her 30’s says…Anne Schroeder, a 26-year-old magazine editor in Washington…Marc Santora, a 30-year-old Metro reporter for The Times, says…One of my girlfriends, a TV producer in New York…When I asked a young man at my gym how he and his lawyer girlfriend…At a party for the Broadway opening of “Sweet Smell of Success,” a top New York producer…A few years ago at a White House correspondents’ dinner…John Schwartz of The New York Times…Or, as Craig Bierko, a musical comedy star and actor who played one of Carrie’s boyfriends on “Sex and the City,” told me…A Harvard economics professor, Claudia Goldin…Kate White, the editor of Cosmopolitan, told me that…Cynthia Russett, a professor of American history at Yale…Helen Gurley Brown, Cosmo’s founding editor told me…Felix Dennis, who created the top-selling Maxim, said…”I have been surprised,” Maxim’s editor, Ed Needham, confessed to me…

From this miserable, wretched and morally bankrupt crowd it is no wonder that Dowd has a miserable, wretched and morally bankrupt view of marriage—and of men:

By the time you swear you’re his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying -
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying.

Someone should inform Dowd that a man does not enjoy being called a liar at the outset of the marriage.

Something else a man would not enjoy is a woman known for her ‘acid wit’ and ‘tart tongue.’ We males have a word for such a woman—and it rhymes with ‘rich.’

The simple truths about men are unknown to Dowd. She would have been better off consulting Dr. Laura and reading Ten Stupid Things Women Do to Mess Up Their Lives than fact-checking with the noisome and elitist neurotics who inhabit the byways of Washington and New York.

Dowd tells us more about this motley throng of associates than perhaps she intends:

…as more and more women embrace Botox and implants and stretch and protrude to extreme proportions to satisfy male desires. Now that technology is biology, all women can look like inflatable dolls. It’s clear that American narcissism has trumped American feminism.

This then is one of the results of feminism among the New York and Washington elite: women who chase after Botox and men who chase after inflatable dolls.

And what about Dowd claiming expertise about how to ’satisfy male desires?’ How would she know? She should have consulted Sarah Palin about how to do this. Dowd herself laments about being unable to do any such thing. Else, why the bitterness?

And Dowd, demonstrating that misery loves company, predicts dire consequences for those women who abandon the feminist mystique and retreat into motherhood:

It’s easy to picture a surreally familiar scene when women realize they bought into a raw deal and old trap. With no power or money or independence, they’ll be mere domestic robots, lasering their legs and waxing their floors – or vice versa – and desperately seeking a new Betty Friedan.

So there it is, the feminist ideology all wrapped up: What a woman needs is power and money and independence to avoid becoming a slave to man. But then, why does Dowd complain? She has all of those things in abundance.

And Dowd actually believes that those women who today choose babies over boardrooms will tomorrow lament for a new Betty Friedan—in other words they will seek out the same grotesque ideology that has brought Dowd and her sisters such intense and permanent unhappiness. The results are obvious to those with eyes to see: empty wombs, empty beds, darkened hearts. And poor Dowd would infect all women present and future with the same disease that is killing her.

The sad reality of the life of Maureen Dowd and the lives of all like her—the Gloria Steinems and Betty Friedans and Simone de Beauvoirs—is that they chased the false goddess of feminism. They came to see marriage and children as a form of slavery, and the only way that a woman could be truly free was to pursue a professional career—that of writer, academic, executive and lawyer. But during all that time spent avoiding the misery of marriage and children their own biological clock was tick-ticking away, until that terrible moment when their ability to bear the next generation had passed forever.

This is the horrible pain and the terrible pity of Maureen Dowd, that she suffers for her children that never were and can never be. She rages against the dying of the light that she herself has extinguished.

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The Emptiness Of Maureen Dowd


4 comments:

  1. Stumbled across your post when researching Dowd for one of mine. Great great summation of Dowd and her faults.

    She is an useful idiot for the Left that will fade away, angry and barren. In my post, I point out her hatred of Palin isn't about Sarah, but about Todd. Deep down inside she hates the fact a good man loves Sarah and not her.

    Women are women are women from ancient times to today.

    www.truthandcommonsense.com

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  2. Wow. I find this entire piece to be a bit frightening.

    Dowd is an extremely accomplished writing and woman. And, truthfully, she brings up very good points regarding the feminist movement. Despite the empowering of women through equality in the workplace, sexual liberation, etc., plenty of books like "The Rules" and "Why Men Love Bitches" exist, which coach women into how to appear to still be a prize that a man needs to win, catering to the ancient maleness inherent in men. Sometimes, it seems (and you might agree if you were to read them), those books encourage women to diminish the independence and freedom for which generations have fought...

    I am not saying that Dowd is not extreme in her opinions. She is, but I think that's what makes her great at what she does as a writer. And she makes a valid point that it is easier to be a really pretty, young and quasi-directionless woman (who will be happy to stay at home with children) when going out to a bar to pick up guys, to win a husband. If you're a dude and haven't actually tried dating as a woman, I assure you this is the case.

    And so we must read books to find a way to make men forget that we're brilliant and accomplished have have plenty of goals beyond making them happy?

    It is a modern day conundrum. To say that it isn't the case is ignorant.

    And if you honestly think that Dowd's criticism of Palin is a deep seeded resentment of her having a loving husband, that I would think that you should review the 2008 election a bit, sir.

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  3. I want to shake your hand for writing this potent piece about this impotent women! I love the idea of women being independent but MoDo is hardly a real women because she does not understand the concept of family! She is just an elitist NY writer with a brain that is disproportionately bigger than her small shriveled heart. "Are men Necessary?" more like, "Is Another Bad NY Columnist Necessary?" BOOYA KASHA

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  4. Fantastic article.

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