Wednesday, April 09, 2008

 

Daily Dude I Want to Hit: Camille Paglia


Name: Camille Anna Paglia

DOB: April 2, 1947

Occupation: per Wikipedia, a "post-feminist feminist," per Prospect magazine "one of the world's top 100 intellectuals," and per herself "a feminist bisexual egomaniac" (I can relate)

Hometown: Endicott, New York

Current residence: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Why I Want to Hit that Hotness: I first noticed Camille Paglia when the rest of the mainstream did, when she was on "60 Minutes" in 1990 talking about her book Sexual Personae. In between pictures of Paglia wearing leather and surrounded by dog-collared men on leashes, the "60 Minutes" reporter was featuring clips of Gloria Steinem (Smith College '56) and Camille Paglia trashing each other over whether or not the Rolling Stones' classic "Under My Thumb" was sexist (Steinem said yes because she invented shrewish pain-in-the-ass feminism, Paglia said it was irrelevant because it's art and the Stones rule). Even at the age of twelve I was impressed and thought that Camille Paglia seemed like the kind of woman I might like to be someday.

Unfortunately, after a brief dalliance with annoyingly radical feminazism in high school, followed by an even more irritating dalliance with poetry-writing overemotional lesbianism, I forgot about Camille Paglia until my ex-boyfriend Benzo's mother told me that she had shared a dorm room with her back at SUNY Binghamton. In college I figured that anyone who had once dyed her hair in a sink with Benzo's mom and who later rightfully called Andrea Dworkin a fat, ugly, mean-spirited troll who could benefit from more pornography viewing (I'm paraphrasing, but that was the gist) was perfectly okay in my book. In fact, as far as professional feminist thinkers go, Camille Paglia is one of the very few I have any respect for. She doesn't whine, she likes to fuck, and she respects art. She's also very intelligent and an effective, powerful writer. That's why these days, I occasionally swing by Salon.com to see what Camille Paglia has to say about the world in her monthly column.

Today she is answering reader mail, and one of her readers wanted to know why Hillary Clinton has surrounded herself with such a collection of pussified douchebags. Specifically, the reader called the dudes behind the Hillary shitshow campaign "passive-aggressive, sadistic, mean, little, petty beta-male pieces of work who would not naturally succeed in a common male-type hierarchy." Camille agrees that Hillary's campaign--which she has compared to the Spanish Armada getting owned by England--is an unmitigated disaster, and then proceeds to call the men that are a part of it "slick, geeky weasels or rancid, asexual cream puffs."

I really loved Camille's subsequent characterization of Hillary Clinton. She perfectly describes why I am not voting for her (apart from the fact that I'm a social program-hating, tax-cutting, small-government libertarian). After noting that she has "come to doubt whether Hillary has any core values or even a stable sense of identity," Camille puts Senator Clinton on blast:
With her outlandish fibbing and naive self-puffery, her erratic day-to-day changes of tone and message, her glassy, fixed smiles, and her leaden and embarrassingly unpresidential jokes about pop culture, she has started to seem like one of those manic, seductively vampiric patients in trashy old Hollywood hospital flicks like "The Snake Pit." How anyone could confuse Hillary's sourly cynical, male-bashing megalomania with authentic feminism is beyond me.
THANK YOU, Camille. Women can and should be allowed to distrust Hillary Clinton, and I'm tired of hearing Hillary's myriad flaws excused on the basis that she's a chick and it's high time we as a collective gender demographic shattered the glass ceiling in the White House. I frankly don't see how anyone could think that Hillary is putting forth any kind of coherent or admirable message after she voted for the Iraq War and then spent her entire campaign criticizing it. I now really can't see how anyone can think Hillary is a consistent or has a shred of integrity or credibility after blatantly lying about the sniper fire she supposedly dodged in Bosnia. Most of my friends on Team Hillary have lately ceased their exhortations that I vote for Hillary simply so that we can have a woman president. I think that's because Hillary's shameless, unreserved ambition for power has finally emerged from behind her initial veneer of "experience," and she has been exposed for what I've always figured her to be: an insufferably, ruthlessly narcissistic liar. Regardless of her gender, Hillary just SUCKS.

I wholeheartedly applaud Camille Paglia for describing exactly why Hillary would be absolutely ineffective as a president, and why she is despicable as a human being. As Camille later writes in response to a different reader question, "I'd love to have a woman president -- but slippery Hillary, stolidly pumping and pumping her narcissistic bellows like a steam engine, just isn't it." Camille Paglia is a smart lady. I'd hit that hot piece of cougar ass if she weren't shacked up with her life partner. Trust.

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Comments:
Wow. I read that same reader's inquiry which itself is quite good and didn't think it could be topped until her reply. She is a quick thinker, like you, and if I ever throw a dinner party which I never would because I'm a guy, but if I did, I'd invite you both and promise you anything to get you to show up.
 
That is a great picture of Camille!
 
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