I’ve confessed more than once that, while working with stockbrokers, I got into a bad habit of cussing; I believe I’ve referred to it as having slipped into “the sailor’s tongue.” I still indulge it — infrequently, but too often.
Yesterday we were treated to headlines about a particularly foul-mouthed tirade indulged in by a woman named Barbara Morgan, who is apparently Anthony Weiner’s spokesperson.
The Weiner story is for other blogs — I’m not interested it — but someone sent me this piece about Morgan’s apology for her outburst, and I was struck by this:
“In a moment of frustration, I used inappropriate language in what I thought was an off the record conversation,” Ms. Morgan said in a statement. “It was wrong and I am very sorry, which is what I said tonight when I called and emailed Olivia to apologize.”
Still, her statement bothers me because it seems to imply that as long as one is engaging in an off-the-record conversation, it is perfectly fine (or only schoolmarmishly “inappropriate”) for one woman to call another woman every filthy, demeaning name in the book — the kind of deeply offensive names that could ruin a man’s career, if uttered. Good to know.
This is “sisterhood”? This is women self-actualized and “making a difference” in the world because of their uniquely feminine perspectives? If so, it looks like utter crap, to me.
The value of a philosophy can be measured by its product. So often, the product of modern feminism is revealed to be nothing more than women becoming everything they said they hated about men.
A poor product, then. Also good to know.