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It Takes A Woman

to write an article like this, because a man would never dare.

Charlotte Allen of the Independent Women's Forum plays agent provocateur in the Washington Post:

Here's Agence France-Presse reporting on a rally for Sen. Barack Obama at the University of Maryland on Feb. 11: "He did not flinch when women screamed as he was in mid-sentence, and even broke off once to answer a female's cry of 'I love you, Obama!' with a reassuring 'I love you back.' "

Women screamed? What was this, the Beatles tour of 1964? And when they weren't screaming, the fair-sex Obama fans who dominated the rally of 16,000 were saying things like: "Every time I hear him speak, I become more hopeful." Huh?

"Women 'Falling for Obama,' " the story's headline read. Elsewhere around the country, women were falling for the presidential candidate literally. Connecticut radio talk show host Jim Vicevich has counted five separate instances in which women fainted at Obama rallies since last September. And I thought that fainting was supposed to be a relic of the sexist past, when patriarchs forced their wives and daughters to lace themselves into corsets that cut off their oxygen.

I can't help it, but reading about such episodes of screaming, gushing and swooning makes me wonder whether women -- I should say "we women," of course -- aren't the weaker sex after all. Or even the stupid sex, our brains permanently occluded by random emotions, psychosomatic flailings and distraction by the superficial. Women "are only children of a larger growth," wrote the 18th-century Earl of Chesterfield. Could he have been right?

Grateful Obamaoids weigh in:

Is this an April Fool's joke printed a month early? As to why women were fainting at Obama rallies, many people have been sick this winter. Maybe they hadn't eaten and had to wait in long lines to see Obama. Maybe it was hot in the auditoriums and they got light-headed.

Comments (3)

The cult of the wilting women.

Every time I hear him, I curl up into the fetal position and make whimpering sounds. Does that count?

I'm guessing it's not because you are overcome by his awesomeness.

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