Category: Politics

Girlfriends’ Guide: Tipper and Al Separate: Congratulations to Them

Here’s my question: What took them so long? Think about it: the Gores are two dynamic, intelligent and passionate people who have met everyone and been everywhere. Their lives have been filled with options and inspirations, seductions and distractions. Who wouldn’t be tempted to wonder what it would be like to rewrite their Third Act? After 40 years of marriage, it could feel like the commutation of a death sentence… I’m just saying.

Oh wait! I’m not supposed to say that, am I? The national dialogue is trending toward shock and disappointment at the Gore’s news. Not me. Call me a cynical recent divorcee if you want, but I think they are both very courageous and clear-eyed in their decision to separate. Not only that, but I don’t think either of them will live to regret the decision, hard as the transition will more ›

Sarah Palin Is So Bitter!

Does Sarah wake up every day, reach for her specs, slip in her “Bumpit”, and begin snorting around the media outlets like a truffle pig in search of the juicy fungus of persecution? It’s like an itch that she scratches so often it has become a tic.  Every slight is personal in the All About Me Universe of Alaska’s Governor, Interrupted. Nothing is too random or private or just plain irrelevant for her to rush to Facebook with her righteous censure.

Just in case it wasn’t clear from her book, Going Rogue, her skin is so thin that it’s practically transparent. Nothing is her fault or worthy of private reflection. Let’s face it folks, she and her family are pretty broad targets. If it’s not her, it’s her husband, her baby son or one of her daughters. None of us has a family above a dig here or a joke there, nor are we consistent examples of righteousness, but we are infinitely more relaxed about our imperfections.  She wouldn’t beg for a wedgie every time the class clown walked by if she weren’t so delusional about her own perfection. Who can avoid, intentionally or not, taking a swipe at such a humorless and bitter prig? And who can fail to be bored blind (oh, God, I hope she doesn’t take this as an attack on her own optical disability!)read more ›

Another Reason Why I’m Glad I’m Not Silda Spitzer

Word has it that Silda Spitzer is lying low with their three daughters in their 5th Avenue apartment in Manhattan; like maybe on the closet floor with scissors in her hand and Eliot’s suits and ties cut into ribbons beside her. (By the way, why is the cutting of clothing so primitively satisfying to wronged women?) read more ›

There’s No Crying In Baseball — Or The Race To Be President

Well, she did it. She introduced tears into the race for the Democratic nomination. They pooled there in her baby blues and even though not a drop escaped her orbs, her voice faltered and she looked so vulnerable and, well, in need of a hug, that all the news shows announced that Hillary Clinton cried Monday in New Hampshire. read more ›

Vicki Iovine – Girlfriends' Guides