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Thursday, January 12, 2006

Handbags and Crybabies

You know, in Britain we use a term for a minor clash of wills, often involving more bluster than substance.

It's called "Handbags":

That exquisitely sexist word which evokes two old ladies going at it, by flailing their pocketbooks around.

Today, during Day 2 of the Alito Confirmation Hearings, we saw the textbook version of this word, when Committee Chairman, Senator Arlen "Magic Bullet" Specter (R-Pen) and living iconic lush, Senator Edward M. Kennedy (D-Mass), went a couple of verbal rounds over some dreary Library of Congress papers.

Their tongue-lashing was nothing more than a chance of posturing by Senator Kennedy, who has made a career of seeming very cutting-edge, and though I don't for a moment doubt his liberal sincerity, one more champagne socialist losing his cool is nothing to stop the presses for.

It's only fitting that after this generous dash of testerone being thrown around wantonly in the early goings, that the Hearings should save their most dramatic moment since that early morning kerfuffle, just as it came to a close.

Senator Lindsey Graham (R-SC), was earnestly, sincerely, and with tremolo-voce, apologising to Judge and Mrs. Alito for their forebearance in having to see the Judge's character trampled upon, by having it inferred by Senators Kennedy and Schumer, that he is secretly the Court of Appeals version of Hermann Göring.

Having not dented the Judge's knowledge of law but one whit, after their toothless, nebbish display on Tuesday, the opposition today had to try something desperate, and when you can't attack someone's knowledge in life, you have only one recourse in life:

Go after them personally.

Nothing's out of bounds -- not even their combovers.

On the Dan Abrams' show (MSNBC), he and his guests opined that what the Alito's had gone through today, was an infinitessimal part of what Judge Robert Bork went through in 1989, during his Hearings.

They were all non-plussed at why, because of this haranguing treatment of the Judge's past participation in CAP (Concerned Alumbi of Princeton), Mrs. Alito became visibly upset, started crying, and had to leave chambers to compose herself.

Without reading her tea leaves, I can still feel comfortable to opine that the problem wasn't today.

It was a combination of the unfair allegations that her husband has gone through since his name was put forth as Harriet Miers' replacement, back in December, and today's marathon round 2.

What we saw today, I am very much certain, was a woman at the end of her tether, for her husband, her family, and lastly, herself.

It always leaves me breathless, when people whose political ideals are said to include compassion, and allegedly a greater sympathy to women, somehow cry "exaggeration" when their targets are not of their liking.

I still don't think she should've broken down on national television, despite many surely positive byproducts of her emotion:

I know Saturday Night Live will do a hilarious take of the incident, and I'll be the first one laughing.

I even think that what she did might inadvertently help the Judge a lot, considering by her human reaction, she has drawn attention to the Judge's sympathetic caring attitude, by showing him holding her hand after they left chambers together.

And most especially, it shows the other side as the brigands of truth that they always are in these kinds of showdowns.

But you never ever ever show the other side they have gotten to you.

Maybe that's just me though. I'm sure I couldn't walk even a block in her shoes, let alone a mile.

But on the other hand, if I can survive boarding school, I can survive anything.

Chin up, Mrs. A.

It's almost over.

UPDATE: See the poor lady in action here.

8 Comments:

  • It's kind of a part of human emotions that you can stand fast against any attack, you can look the bastards in the eye and never flinch, you can give as good as you get but you can not handle an unexpected fusillade of blind-sided kindness.
    She lives.

    By Blogger Paul, at Thu Jan 12, 08:56:00 am GMT-5  

  • It's kind of a part of human emotions that you can stand fast against any attack, you can look the bastards in the eye and never flinch, you can give as good as you get but you can not handle an unexpected fusillade of blind-sided kindness.
    She lives.


    Heh. And then you say you don't write as well as others, Paul.

    That was excellently put.

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Thu Jan 12, 12:14:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Thank you.

    I did it again. Deleted a comment because I didn't want to risk sounding flippant in which I do not participate.
    What is was, was a simple reference crediting you for that, which I think is true. What is the broader truth is that fine writing simply inspires, which yours does. You rustle the fallen leaves in my mind and it stirs.
    You are the most "alive" writer I know. The words do not just lay there, they dance as read, kicking neurons around, striking emotions.
    You, are good.
    Maybe you are responsible.

    By Blogger Paul, at Thu Jan 12, 01:06:00 pm GMT-5  

  • I am picturing Ruth Buzzi, clad as old lady Gladys Hornsby, handbag clutched tightly, taking a swing at Arte Johnson's dirty old man. [Google "Laugh In" for more info]. That's a great Britishism. Thanks for cluing me in.

    Also, thanks for the Mrs. Alito footage. I had yet to see it until your blog.

    By Blogger Ruth Anne Adams, at Thu Jan 12, 09:26:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Happy blogoversary to you
    Happy blogoversary to you
    Happy blogoversary dear Vicky
    Happy blogoversary to you!

    (and many more)

    By Blogger JSU, at Fri Jan 13, 12:14:00 am GMT-5  

  • You rustle the fallen leaves in my mind and it stirs.

    Mishima-esque. I love it!

    Maybe you are responsible.

    No. You are. :)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Fri Jan 13, 03:15:00 am GMT-5  

  • I am picturing Ruth Buzzi, clad as old lady Gladys Hornsby, handbag clutched tightly, taking a swing at Arte Johnson's dirty old man.

    *LOL!!*

    [Google "Laugh In" for more info].

    I've seen excerpts on TVLand. Oh-so-hilarously awful.

    I can't believe Goldie Hawn has an Oscar.

    It's as weird as watching Bosom Buddies with Tom Hanks.

    That's a great Britishism. Thanks for cluing me in.

    I hope you use that word often.

    It's especially used and effective when speaking of men, obviously. *g*

    Also, thanks for the Mrs. Alito footage. I had yet to see it until your blog.

    Wow, Ruth Anne. Ain't you got cable?? ;)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Fri Jan 13, 03:17:00 am GMT-5  

  • Happy blogoversary dear Vicky

    Thank you, JSU!! Hugs!

    That old hoary chestnut of men forgetting anniversaries is much abused I think. :)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Fri Jan 13, 03:18:00 am GMT-5  

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