Gosh, one might think the President, who found time to call a woman with a Georgetown law degree (one of the most expensive anywhere, $60k per year for 3 years) who sat in front of congress and admitted she was sufficiently witless to figure out how to pay for her own birth control ($9 a month at Walmart) yet wants her clients to believe she’s resourceful enough to defend them (can you imagine?), might find some time for this other officer of the court who actually was resourceful enough to help alleviate the very real suffering he saw while working for a living (He spent $100 on sneakers & socks for this elderly, freezing homeless man out of salary which is likely less per year than one year at Georgetown).
Preezy’s got House Republicans to bash and golf balls to hit. Oh… and big decisions about which swimming trunks to bring to his 3 week Hawaiian vacation. (I’ve never met anyone, ever, who has taken a 3 week vacation. And I’ve met a lot of people with a lot of money…)
I was going to let this go, because I remember what it was like to be a 20-something cat in heat and too stupid to have actually survived every stupid thing I stupidly did when I was twenty-something and stupid – Just like nearly ALL people in their 20’s are.
But I just saw this UNBELIEVABLY HELPLESS MAIDEN on television again and I HAVE to vent.
Sandra Fluke, if you are not familiar with her, was the oh-so-earnest witness testifying before Congress at the behest of Nancy Pelosi about her “women” friends “suffering” “medically” “financially” and “emotionally” because they had to pay for contraception. She tells of the painful experience of one top flight law student friend who had to walk away – embarrassed and painfully humiliated – from the pharmacy counter when she was told – to her shock SHOCK – that her insurance didn’t cover her right to partay.
And that was the least pathetic, mealy-mouthed thing Sister Victimhood “If only I were non-elite & oppressed enough to go to some cheap, sh*tty school instead of the one I was FORCED to go to against my will at $60,000 per year, I could f*ck like a rabbit” had to say…
First problem: No grown “woman” worthy of the designation is that helpless.
Second problem: THIS is the caliber of grit and resourcefulness you get from TOP FLIGHT $60,000 PER YEAR GEORGETOWN law school educated lawyers? I’ll take the state school grad who had to fight and scrap to get there, thank you. I mean, PLEASE. If THIS is what rises to the level of an intractable problem for this lawyer, worthy of CONGRESSIONAL FRICKING TESTIMONY, I’d hate to see what happens if the judge denies her a motion or talks nasty to her. OH MY GOD.
Third problem: This is the grown-up version of the child of the helicopter-mom. This is a child who has looked to someone else to manage her and clean up her messes HER WHOLE LIFE.
SUCKS TO BE YOU, CUPCAKE. So if having the insurance coverage Georgetown provides is a deal breaker because it doesn’t cover nookie then YOU NEED TO MAKE A GROWN UP DECISION about your F*CKING PRIORITIES IN LIFE. A GROWN UP realizes that NOTHING IN LIFE IS PERFECT. If it’s THAT important to you to have state-paid nookie, GO TO A F*CKING STATE SCHOOL AND BRING A TOWEL.
OR KEEP YOUR LEGS SHUT.
OR FIND A GUY TO BUY HIS OWN CONDOMS.
OR GIVE UP YOUR STARBUCKS TWICE A WEEK.
OR CONSIDER THAT YOU ARE SO F*CKING LUCKY TO BE WHERE YOU ARE AND IT’S F*CKING UNSEEMLY FOR YOU TO ASK THE STATE FOR NOOKIE MONEY WHEN YOU HAVE SUFFICIENT RESOURCES – ONE WAY OR ANOTHER – TO ATTEND GEORGTOWN F*CKING LAW SCHOOL.
I can’t wait to see the next congressional testimony from this girl. She’ll be asking for mandated orgasms or something.
OH MY GOD.
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