
Never mind Condoleezza Rice's impeccable credentials as a scholar, stateswoman and presidential adviser. Or even as a foreign policy expert. The Washington Post’s description of the Secretary of State during her recent visit to the Wiesbaden, Germany, Army Airfield? “Dominatrix!”
I’m disappointed that the venerable Washington Post couldn’t — or, maybe, just wouldn’t — find something more substantial to write than about Rice’s “commanding clothes.” If they dug around a little, they might find a story in the slew of racist and disparaging editorial cartoons the journalism industry hawked at the American public a few months ago. But I digress....
I love Condi Rice. She’s a quintessential example of the American success story — a brilliant woman who rose from humble beginnings to positions — lots of them — of power, prestige and influence. She is brilliant, witty, charming. But I think what I love most about her is her blind confidence in the face who say she can’t do the job for which she was hired.
At least the Post got that part right.
But is it Rice’s sexuality and clothing that makes her tough? Is it not possible that she’s powerful because she’s shrewd, sharp and sophisticated?
| Feb. 25, 2005 | 11:36 AM