Pop Culture = MEGO
and this is [one small reason] why
Robin Givhan WaPo: ...instead of the red tie that is part of [Dick Cheney’s] standard business uniform, he was wearing a pink one. It was a lovely shade of rose. On Seventh Avenue, it would be referred to as “blush.”
It was intriguing to see Cheney in pink. He has never given the impression of being the sort of gentleman who would get involved with pastels, being neither a preppy nor a dandy nor a man willing to give five seconds’ worth of thought to the topic of “style.”
... it would be foolish to suggest that he consciously chose such a gentle, soothing shade of neckwear to signal vulnerability and warmth. And certainly, that is not the way in which his tie was received.
Did y’all receive his tie? I don’t remember receiving his tie. Who receives a tie?
Cheney’s pink four-in-hand registered in the manner of pigtails on a gangsta rapper. In the parlance of hip-hop, the look is full of macho swagger and the not-so-subtle suggestion that even with the hairdo of a pre-adolescent girl, the rapper is still the toughest thing standing in the room. The incongruous sartorial flourish is a display of irony and confidence.
with that bit o’ ‘depth’ they commence spelunking in ernest:
Cheney’s pink-tie interview reminds one of another instance in which pink was an accessory to remorsefulness. ... sat in the State Dining Room dressed in a pink-and-black St. John knit suit to answer questions about Whitewater, ...she expressed regret for being less than forthcoming with the public.
catch that? “less than forthcoming” bwahaha
Which she’s comparing to Cheney being completely forthcoming—so forthcoming, in fact, that he pointed out the tantrum of the WHPC egosphere and stood up for his decisions.
Observers parsed Clinton’s pink suit for meaning and it was read as deliberate costuming. A tough woman had wrapped herself in sugary innocence. She was trying to seduce an audience into believing that nothing untoward could have been done by the little lady in baby-blanket pink.
It was difficult to see any irony in Clinton’s pink suit, although there well may have been plenty. [myopic much?] A woman in pink, exuding all the connotations of girls being made of “sugar and spice and everything nice,” is a cliche that stubbornly lingers in the culture. Clinton wasn’t so much mocking the process as succumbing to it. [yeah—Hillary would neeever mock] She was settling into her “proper” place if only for the photo op.
For Clinton, a pink suit worked like a shield. For Cheney, a pink tie was a weapon.
Could that be because Clinton is a lying snake and Cheney is [gawd fawbid] a Man?
How interesting that someone whom we have tasked with leading a nation would be vilified for being strong, clear, definite and, at times, fierce? For participating in a sport which carries some inherent risk? For not quivering his lip and whining to the PeeeeePole?
Harry Whittington the man to whom MSM has been referring as “Cheney’s Victim,” has made his statement. Included therein were:
The statement of responsible adult:
We all assume certain risks in whatever we do, whatever activities we pursue. And regardless of how experienced, careful and dedicated we are, accidents do and will happen – and that’s what happened last Friday.
The rebuke of a gentleman:
However, this past weekend encompassed all of us in a cloud of misfortune and sadness that is not easy to explain – especially to those who are not familiar with the great sport of quail hunting.
And a characteristic that oughta be put on the Endangered List—graciousness:
My family and I are deeply sorry for all that vice president Cheney has had to go through this past week. We send our love and respect to them as they deal with situations that are much more serious than what we’ve had this week. And we hope that he will continue to come to Texas and seek the relaxation that he deserves.
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