Mike and I were having pizza tonight, and he was telling me about a rather idiotic column he'd read on the train. Boston's Metro ran it today, and the piece mentions the wedding last week of Jenna Bush, one of the presidential daughters.
The author of the piece, Courtney Martin, lectures us about the forgotten meaning of weddings, and how horrific it is to spend huge amounts of time and money on them, and cautions that people need to think about the real purpose of weddings (as beginning marriages) and yadda yadda.
So, sure, there was a presidential wedding. And overall, it was a pretty low-key affair, given that it was the wedding of a daughter of the chief of state of a major world power (and one from a wealthy family).
But in her opening paragraph, Martin notes,
After Jenna Bush tied the knot last weekend at the family ranch in Crawford, Texas, our big daddy decider and hers told reporters: 'Our little girl Jenna married a really good guy, Henry Hager. The wedding was spectacular, all we could have hoped for.' His comment, besides misogynist (she's a 'little girl' while her new husband gets to be a bona fide guy) as usual..."Our little girl/boy has grown up," the parents say. When a father refers to his daughter at her wedding as "our little girl," he's often being nostalgic and loving.
While I have my own problems with the current holder of the Oval Office, let us not be any more fatuous than is strictly necessary. It might help to look up (1) what misogynist means, and (2) note that it is a noun. [Yes, that was a grammar snipe.] I just don't see how a father's fond paternalism can be construed as a hatred of women.
