Dowd has this column today — "The Mogul and the Babe" ("mogul" is Trump's Secret Service code name and the Babe turns out to be Babe Ruth (to whom Trump, practicing "truthful hyperbole," analogizes himself)) — based on an interview with Donald Trump. There's plenty of good material in there.
I asked how voters could trust him when he has been shifting positions so much lately, even saying that the temporary Muslim ban was just a “suggestion.” (In “The Art of the Deal,” he called his technique of self-promotion “truthful hyperbole.”) “I didn’t shift on that,” he said. “But we have to talk about problems, and if we don’t talk about the problems we’re never going to solve the problems, and that is a real problem, in case you haven’t noticed.”But the commenters get after her, and look how they do it. The most up-voted comment says: "you've been serving as one of Trump's typists now for months." The woman is pictured as a typist. Another high-rated comments says:
While many Republicans are expressing how scared they are to be handcuffed to someone so erratic, Trump is almost feral in savoring his victory. “They say it was the roughest primary in memory, in history,” he said proudly. Recalling trouncing Jeb Bush, he noted, “Low energy, that term just hit. That thing, that was a one-day kill. Words are beautiful.”
"Here's an energy-saving suggestion for the next installment in the Dowd-Trump saga. Rather than feed us an allegedly verbatim account of yet another vacuous, one-sided conversation with The Donald, how about a podcast to save both yourself or your assistant(s) the trouble of typing out 800 whole words of exhausting stenography? I mean, although the titters and the air kisses were way too implicit in this piece, I am dying to hear them actually vocalized. I also want the sound effects of the call actually going through on speed dial. As a paying subscriber I deserve it."Again, the woman is pictured as a typist. And she's portrayed as empty-headed — "vacuous" — in a particularly girlish way with "titters" and "air kisses." The reader imagines the written word "vocalized" — presumably in a high-pitched girl voice. The contempt for Dowd is processed through the looking-at-a-woman filter and the criticisms arrive in the form of insults that are supposed to hurt because she is not the right kind of woman.
I call misogyny.