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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Yeah, they might even end up marrying YOUR husband, beeyotch!
Posted by Jill | 2:17 PM

As if Rick Santorum's terror of vagina dentata weren't bad enough, we also have Charlotte Allen of the Independent Women's Forum longing for the good old days of air travel, when cute girls no older than 25 served highballs to men all of whom they regarded as prospective husbands, and treated female passengers, who couldn't do anything for them, like shit:

What has gone wrong? I think it’s not only the "malign combination of unionization and feminism" but what happens when that malign combination hits market competition in our non-government-run U.S. airlines. The carriers can’t compete by offering the nicest service and the best-looking air hostesses, because anti-discrimination laws forbid the hiring of people on the basis of youth and attractive appearance. So they compete strictly on price, which means relentless cost-cutting, with the result that flying in the United States is the airborne equivalent of taking a bus in the United States.

Frankly, even as a woman, I miss the old sexist days, when stewardesses were stewardesses: pretty young things in cute mini-suits and little heels who oozed attention onto everyone--because who knew? They might end up marrying one of the passengers. Why does feminism have to mean the triumph of the ugly and the surly?


How about the triumph of the competent, the people you'd want to rely on if terrorists are on your plane, and people who don't look right past you just because you're not a prospective spouse? When I get on a plane, I LIKE seeing these competent women and men who are north of 35. I'd rather put my life in their hands than some bimbo who's going to determine who to save based on who's most likely to be a potential spouse if he survives -- or to have a spouse who has potential if she lets the wife on the plane die.
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