I fucking can’t
The paper of record
Remember she won a Pulitzer for slut-shaming Monica Lewinksy, painting her as a bimbo, “predatory”, and Bill was the victim all along. Dowd is the face of internalized misogyny, in her columns she only takes on female politicians and victims of sexual harassment in politics.
Wasn’t she also one of the biggest Iraq War boosters? I remember her name floating around on the /r/Sino subreddit as one of the biggest warmongers at the NYT, which seems like a hell of a high bar to clear
i too consider dick cheney a man of september 11th, maureen
My community college journalism professor would have punched my mouth loose if I wrote something like that
It’s endsville for that bum
OsamaCourier. Time to send him to the big casino. That Clyde can’t hide. When that crumb is gone, ring-a-ding-Benny Fallout New Vegas
I regret to inform people that this does exist and somehow gets even hornier as it goes on
Her brain is just soying at pointing at in an endless broken loop. New thing? Slot it into one of the soyfaces.
the man of sept. 11:
She seems like a real-life piece of misogynistic fiction. If I hadn’t seen her giving interviews, I’d wonder if “Maureen Dowd” was really some fossilized patriarchal hack from the 1800s still trying to make the case that giving women newspaper columns would yield nothing but frivolous and vapid takes that could be replaced by a sign in the middle of the same space reading “the men are off today.”
Maureen please lay off the jazz cigarettes
Coltrane blowing hot as Miles stands there and stands by. Is he smirking or grimacing? Don’t upstage me Trane. Take the sax out your mouth. It’s my turn to solo…
Me in my French shades with a Gauloises hanging from my lip as I use the google so I can create a faux cool neo-noir vibe for suburbanites who have puke bright green lawns. They’ve subscribed to The Times for decades and they are my most vital and most important demo.
This almost reads like it’s AI generated.
Alright settle down Bugsy; Seriously, why is she talking like a private investigator in an old black and white movie?
“It’s endsville for that bum Osama. Time to send him to the big casino. That Clyde can’t hide. When that crumb is gone, ring-a-ding.”
If someone actually talked like that in front of me I’d laugh in their face.
I believe you’re legally obligated to end every sentence with “now sheeeee” if you talk like that.
I would die of cringe if someone wrote about me like this