Hmmm…the normally vocal and outspoken PZ Myers seems to be strangely quiet lately about one mega issue that has hit the news stories: namely that of one former head of the IMF, Dominique Strauss-Kahn and the big question of whether he is guilty of rape or not.
In the meantime, I have a theory about why the silence on the part of a man who styles himself as both a supposedly left-leaning, macho gung ho ‘doesn’t give a fuck’ type and a fully-commited feminist poster boy. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s basically faced with a quandary and so he’s run off and hidden from it because it’s too risky for him to face it head on and even say out loud one opinion or another.
a. If he denounces Strauss-Kahn and sides with the woman whose accused him of rape then he’s afraid he’ll lose support with those on the left who feel this is a conspiracy;
b. If he sides with the Strauss-Kahn camp in their view that this is a conspiracy orchestrated by the French political right then he risks alienating and losing the support of the feminists whom he claims to support.
So, what does the fearless, groundbreaking radical Nu revolutionary do?
Why, he ducks the issue of course. There he is head in the sand right now! What was that you said about a male person called ‘Donald’ again?
Oh well, Professor Myers; you’ve let me (and the rest of your sychophant minions) know full well that you don’t view a transsexual like me as a ‘real woman’ (whatever a ‘real woman’ is supposed to be). But, what’s my opinion of you? Do I see you as a real revolutionary who supposedly does not give a furque about speaking his mind?
No. I see you run from issues because you can’t bear to lose your ‘fan base’. You want to remain populaire so that you can continue to bathe your overblown ego in that. Yet if only they saw the real you sans make-up what’s the betting that they’d think: what a disappointment; a *drag* if you will: ‘cos your just another superficial master of the bland soundbite that tells we, the people what you think we want to hear.
Yay! Keep on running…er…*roadrunner*:) And take your gimmicky collection of right-on lapel badges with you. ‘Cos con-artist sect preachers who promise the universe are ten-a-penny in this world.