Hilabama:
The Feminized Future Awaits
by
Christopher Manion
by Christopher Manion
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The Oprah generation
is on its way to the White House, ready to throw out all those redneck
tough-guy smart-aleck prevaricators.
Judge Judy
could make mincemeat of ’em in one 6-minute segment between Vioxx
commercials.
Family is key,
all right. Hillary's husband was a fake. Barack's father was a no-show.
It’s a real-life "Survivor." These two know how to handle
things without real men around. They know how to connect with the
vast majority of American women who are either raising children
on their own, or wish they were. And they know that a lot more of
us – guys and gals – are tired of the condescending, huffing and
puffing pontificating of pirouetting father-figures like Cheney
and Rumsfeld.
And whatsisname.
To this growing
majority of Americans, life is what you can make of it – and you
can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear, or a "Father Knows
Best" out of the "me" generation.
So enough of
the real men. Let’s have some realism.
Who wants real
men around anyway, when we have such a fine government willing to
help?
Hillary and
Obama. A manified woman and a feminized man – the perfect match
for a country that just threw the abusers out of the house.
Well, politics
is war by another means, which means that you go to war with the
family you've got. Hillary and Obama, twin suns from dysfunctional
families, are going to become crusaders against a bullying, abusive
administration that everybody now wants to take to divorce court.
We’ll turn the tables on the "battered-wife syndrome."
Instead of just impeaching the SOB’s, well just use them as a punching
bag for the next two years. Why get a divorce when Congress will
give us a 24-month restraining order?
So much for
being "pro-family."
No more fakes,
just facts. Enough of the puff. Just give me the stuff. Enough of
the blurt. I feel your hurt.
Welcome to
Hilabama.
Al Gore tried
some triangulation of his own in 2000, when he recognized that millions
of Americans considered Bill Clinton to be a louse. He pushed his
wife as a champion of clean lyrics in rap music – talk about Mission
Impossible. And then he tried staking out the single and divorced
moms as his territory: he kept reassuring them, "I will fight
for you! (… unlike Bill, whom you might have heard of, my former
running mate, that unfaithful cad)."
Rejoice, feminized
America. Hilabama don’t have to promise to fight for you,
they are you. And they will make sure that the Hilified,
Obamified government will be thoroughly re-energized, sensitized,
feminized and generous, with gay days, celebrations of universal
caring, and lots of love (so what if it’s mandatory?) to spread
around, along with all that money that Hilabama will take from all
those rich old men (forget the millionaire widows) and tenderly
redistribute to those who deserve it.
With Hilabama,
the government will become the guardian ad litem of just
about everybody. Finally, a release of all that pent-up marital
tension with that self-styled superman, Jerkwater Rumbusheny. After
all, he only came on the scene because he looked like Mr. Right
after Bill’s swill polluted the neighborhood. A one-night stand
that turned into an eight-year nightmare. Haven’t we all seen that
movie already?
Ah, choices.
Well, thank goodness we can change them. Yes, we’ll have
choice with Hllabama, and we’re going to need it. Ever since Hillary
got the Bible removed from the core curriculum at Wellesley (but
that was oh, so sixties!), the bad guys stole the mantle
of Faith from the good guys, and dominated the political scene (except
for those years with the man from Hope, of course). But now, Barack’s
got faith to spare (don’t ask in what). We told those other guys
to keep their faith out of our bedrooms, but Barack’s is so different,
so affirming – after all, it doesn’t mean God or anything
– and that comforting thought will lull us to sleep at night, right
there in our bedrooms, and not threaten us at all.
Hilabama’s
Faith. Bill’s Hope. And government Charity. It’s all right, America,
our long national nightmare is almost over.
November
13, 2006
Christopher
Manion [send him mail] is
president of Manion Music,
LLC, which produces copyrighted, royalty-free music collections
for telecommunications media and commercial and hospitality sites
that use background music or music-on-hold. He writes from the Shenandoah
Valley.
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