For the American Conservative, no social forum known to humankind is more savage, oppressive, and cruel than the Cocktail Party. It's like the Terrordome, only with canapes. I.e., this limp wimple sported by Sr. Kathryn J. Lopez, OLSB*:
Could politics end the mommy wars?
What mommy wars, you ask? One short answer is: the ones that make for awkward silences at cocktail parties when a woman is asked what she does and she responds that she raises her children. The feminist revolution would have us believe this undignified.
Except in K-Lo's case, she says "I stay home and care for my cats!" in the manner of Vivien Leigh announcing how God is her witness she won't go hungry again, and then defiantly swallowing an entire miniature hot dog without chewing.
Anyway, wingnuts sure do go to some weird cocktail parties. I at least hope her cab driver on the ride home was able to pick her up by telling her something pithy.
That, and just skimming the rest of the column, K-Lo knows about as much about what actual "feminists" think as she does about what happens at actual parties.
* Our Lady of the Soggy Biscuit.