They Want Us Barefoot, Pregnant and in the Kitchen
Kevin McCarthy has a woman — or if you of the more progressive persuasion may prefer, a gender — problem. And, like Medusa of Greek mythology, it will surely turn him to stone.
You see, Liz Cheney, the first-born of former Veep Dick Cheney who is the current congresswoman from the Great State of Wyoming, has recently reveled in telling the truth. She voted to impeach the former guy — the second time around, at least. She believes that all his yapping about the BIG LIE is, indeed, a BIG LIE. And she’s not shy about telling the world that her party of pussy-grabbers needs to move away from Orange Foolius and try to rescue and reconstitute what used to make them the “Grand” Old Party in the first place.
McCarthy — he who is the House Minority Leader who lusts for Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s job — doesn’t know what to do with himself, nor with Congresswoman Cheney. He’d rather, I suppose, his women serve in a more “traditional” role — not quite barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen, but darn near close.
I guess it’s good to know that McCarthy — who is himself a white man — is surrounded in his House leadership cabal by white men. Congresswoman Cheney, of course, is white, but she’s a woman. And an outspoken woman, at that.
And now, his party’s sexist bent and misogynistic misdirection is coming back to bite him in the butt.
He tried. Oh, Lord, he tried. Cheney, you see, is third in the rethuglican leadership ranks. As House Republican Conference Chair, that’s a pretty high-falutin’ position for an outspoken female politician. Especially one who won’t toe the party line.
And the more she criticizes Trumplethinskin, the more McCarthy wants her to go along to just get along.
But Cheney has made clear that a “team player” she is not — at least when the truth, as she sees it, is on her side. So after futzing around for a good long while, as my Nana would say, McCarthy — or “My Kevin”, as the former guy (TFG) unironically calls him — backed another House member to replace Cheney. A vote over Cheney’s future in the leadership is expected Wednesday.
McCarthy, he of such indefatigable principles, signaled this week that he supports…another woman for the job.
Trouble is, Cheney is the kind of rock-ribbed conservative McCarthy says the party needs. She voted with Comrade Minus more than 92 percent of the time while the man trampled all over the Bill of Rights. Elise Stefanik, McCarthy’s new leadership pick, was until last year considered a moderate, whose support for TFG clocked in at a measly 77 percent.
And now the Moment of Reckoning, as it were, is upon us. Some of those empty suits, also known as loyal white guys who supported the Insurrectionist-in-Chief all through the Election Denial and the storming of the U.S. Capitol and all that fun stuff, are royally pissed. So even though McCarthy thinks that replacing one set of estrogen receptors with another has solved his gender conflict, he currently has a War of the Sexes on his hands.
“Many in the conference are offended being told that we are ineligible because we are men,” said one rethuglican told The Hill. “There are several very capable members who are interested in having conversations and reject the notion that it has to be a woman” in the Number 3 rethuglican leadership post.
Clearly, this puts the Party of Lincoln between a rock and the 19th Amendment. McCarthy, who has not been known for much other than kissing up to former occupant of the Oval Office, quite rightly has his cojones caught in a crushing set of circumstances.
I don’t think that the barefoot, pregnant, in the kitchen and out of sight schtick is gonna work out for McCarthy. Liz Cheney already has five kids. She’s held a host of high-powered Washington gigs, ranging from the U.S. State Department to the U.S. House of Representatives.
Cheney, basically, wins no matter what happens during the Wednesday leadership vote. For once — and as a progressive myself, it pains me to say this — she has the truth on her side. And she’s already proven that she knows how to bring home the bacon — and fry it up in a pan.
Kevin McCarthy won’t win this. I can see him turning to stone already.