Maureen Dowd needs to just suck Obamas dick already

Since day after day after day, week after week she writes this drivel about how much she is personally excited, and personally hurt after anything Obama does. She needs to just pull a lawinski, get it out of her system and start being a somewhat objective journalist again.

To be honest the story, as usual with a Dowd column is full of the typical 'feminist' hashpoints:

As long as I’ve covered politics, there were always women running up against “The Boys.”
In 1984, Geraldine Ferraro complained about the “smart-ass white boys” from Walter Mondale’s campaign who tried to boss her around. As first lady, Hillary Clinton had to deal with Bill’s coterie of cocky “white boys.”

Then of course making fun of people who point out valid concerns about Obama:

Besides, if Obama starts using a quota system for recreation, it will give fuel to the Republican campaign to paint him as a hand-wringing, Mom-jeans-wearing girly-boy. Churlish Cheney charged the president with “dithering” on Afghanistan and nerdy potential 2012 rival Tim Pawlenty, the Terror from Minnesota, accused Obama of “projecting potential weakness” on national security.

You know Maureen, it would be a better idea to NOT use the Cheney quote as a negative when your writing a column about Obamas golf games while hes still not decided (6 months after he announced his own strategy) on his what to do with Afghanistan. Thats dithering.

But the crux of my annoyance was how it starts:

I felt a twinge of envy when I heard that my pal Tom Friedman had played golf with the president for five hours one September Sunday.

Tom learned a lot about Barack Obama’s positions on weighty issues and sporty ones. (This president doesn’t cheat and he does expect bets to be paid off.) My natural impulse was to shrug it off. Men have always craved private realms — the golf club, men’s club, garage, workshop, shed; a place to get away from the chatter and clatter of women and kids. (In Obama’s case, he may desire a testosterone break from his estrogen nest — a wife, two daughters and a mother-in-law.)

Its ick covered in gross with a top of jelousy. Maureen, honey you gotta get this Liberal hero worship out of your system. It was sad during the campaign, but i fear you might get all stalker before the midterms, and that would just add too much fuel to my fire to make fun of you. So for your own good, either fuck him or get over him already.