With the notable exception of Andrew Sullivan, who presumably remains forever trapped in the womb, the goofier members of the leftosphere have now turned their attention, if that’s the word, to Sarah Palin’s rack, and whether it has been, um, artificially enhanced.
Now I admit to being easily flustered by discussions along these lines, but that should surprise no one, so I shall press ahead. My first thought, apart from “Oh, wow,” was that this would spark a call to tax those wicked breast implants, but the Senate already thought about that once, to the extent that anything the Senate does can be classified as “thought,” and it wound up on the cutting-room floor.
And then I happened on this musing by Stephen W. Browne, which started out as a contemplation of former Citibanker Debrahlee Lorenzana (previously described here), and which suggests to me that maybe it’s something else entirely:
At an American Studies Conference in Minsk, Belarus, I met an American woman, a clueless lefty academic. To give you an idea how clueless, at one point in a presentation she referred to the “bearded, Christlike figures of Che and Castro.” She didn’t even notice the cold wave that swept across the room from the Belarusians desperately praying for the fall of communism in their country.
At one point she touched on the theme of how “cultural imperialism” is spreading the “Caucasian ideal” of beauty across the world. (She was, by the way, not beautiful.)
This is, of course, not to say that there are absolutely no hotties on the left: have you seen Mrs Kucinich lately? Nor does everyone on that side of the aisle fall back so easily upon cliché; I know enough counterexamples to know better. I submit, though, that people who find their connection to the divine in the likes of Fidel Castro probably should not be trusted on matters of beauty.