There are many people who have written about the crazed ramblings of the Times’ titian-haired malcontent, but I am posing a serious question, and perhaps even an intervention. Maybe we can get Open Salon’s own pontificatrix to weigh in.
Today’s NYT column is frightening. Its title, Vice in Go-Go Boots?, refers to a comment made by Vice-Presidential candidate Palin to a reporter at Vogue: “I wish they’d stick with the issues instead of discussing my black go-go boots.” Yet Dowd cannot get Palin’s go-go boots out of her mind. She makes a few cogent points, but like scallops wrapped in bacon, their flavor is lost to the overpowering insanity that surrounds it.
Dowd takes aspects of the Palin veep pick: her relative inexperience, her history as a beauty contestant, and the unfavorable connotations of McCain’s choice (which Dowd bemoans with, “Why do men only pick women as running mates when they need a Hail Mary pass?). With these observations, she constructs, in bits and pieces strewn throughout her column, an imagined film starring Palin as (who else?) Miss Congeniality. In Dowd’s mind, Palin ascends to the office of the presidency via yet another pretzel incident, calls out Putin, and has a love scene with the “First Dude”. Dowd then compares Obama and Palin’s educational credentials—forgetting perhaps, that Bush went to Yale—but spends more time obsessing over Palin’s hairdo.
It wasn’t always this way. Some may argue that Dowd’s psychotic break took place at some point during the Clinton administration, most likely during the Lewinsky scandal and resulting impeachment. In 1995, Dowd wrote this positively boring piece on Newt Gingrich’s philosophical fascination with Adam Smith and Pitt the Younger. She writes respectfully about Arianna Huffington. The signature Dowd style is still there: that clipped sentence structure and abundance of jaunty aphorisms, but there is little invective and no imaginary friends, films, or femmes fatales.
If I had to take a Psych 101 stab at it, I think Dowd once had a crush on Bill Clinton, disguised by contempt like so many schoolboy infatuations. The venom she has shown towards Lewinsky, Hillary and nearly every other woman in the public light is displaced jealousy. I suspect Dowd may be self-medicating, possibly with meth or some poor-quality paranoia-inducing strain of marijuana. Whatever Dowd’s problem is, it seems her rampant misogyny and agitated rambling are mere symptoms that manifest in laughable non-sequiturs. The true casualty here is her writing, which is now officially dreck.


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I agree with you that there must be some sort of medication issue, whether prescribed or self-.
If she is jealously displaying the remnants of some sort of crush on Clinton, you have to wonder if he rebuffed her.
In the meantime, MoDo has jumped the shark. And Sulzberger and Keller are apparently oblivious.
I love that line.
"She makes a few cogent points, but like scallops wrapped in bacon, their flavor is lost to the overpowering insanity that surrounds it."
"I love that line."
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I thought the exact same thing. You wield a mean simile, madam! (And scallops should never be wrapped in bacon. In Nova Scotia, where the best scallops come from, it's a crime. Punishable by being forced to eat a Maine McDonalds' "lobster roll".)
I'm not precisely sure when I began to enjoy Ms Dowd's columns less, but I think what happened was that I sensed a shift from slightly arch satire and amusedly lampooning things and people, to something closer to bitterness. It's a fine line, hard to walk, admittedly, but I think she seems to cross it more frequently these days.
Alix, on the other hand, appears well equipped to take her place. And, while the line about the scallops and bacon is vivid and brilliant, so, in the right hands, can be a dish prepared using bacon-wrapped scallops.
I understand the purist's heart, Cam, but people have been known to turn up their noses at a HoJo Clam Roll, too, and it happens to be one of the culinary gifts of the past century.
Fortunately or not, I think it is a combination of outrage/confused fascination that drives her readership. Not sure how to stop the Times from publishing a car wreck.
Cam, I so agree with you, although Lonnie makes a point that scallops and bacon can meet under the right circumstances. Like a free-thinking journalist should meet a Russian politician: with minimal contact and an excess of caution.
Ugh, a reference to the McD's so-called lobster roll. Dowd's writing really is bringing out all the horrible things in the universe.
I think Dowd can't stand to have another attractive female center state - ever. Period. She has queen bee syndrome. She is the type to issue coy demurrals when men exclaim over her beauty and intelligence - "Oh, I'm not so special. There are lots of women with beauty and brains, if you just give them a chance" ...then does her best to deconstruct and annhilate every single example she can find.
She reminds me of Scarlett O'Hara, except that Scarlett was more honest with herself about what she really thought of other women.
Three years ago at a book fair I was presenting at the same time she was. A couple I knew split up --the wife went to my presentation and the guy thought he lucked out to go to hers, which was packed. In the middle of mine, he showed up in the back of the room. Seems MoDo was reading from notes in that whiney voice and not even looking up. Everyone was pretty appalled by her lack of effort.
She's a piece of work, and I have to agree that now that the Web is offering up so many wonderful writers, she's damn lucky to have started out a bit ahead of the blogosphere.
He took out a restraining order on her but she would get around it by disguising herself as Sigfried, though putting her cat on a leash was a dead giveaway. Sigfried and Roy use much bigger cats.
I joined OS recently, and some of the writing here is very fine, including this post. However, I also feel a strong feminist undertow on this site, a preoccupation with women's rights and feminine sensibility, and a healthy dose of disdain for the male POV. I'm a powerful swimmer, but I'm beginning to feel the pull out to sea.
The word "misogyny" is tossed around like peanuts at a bar, and when commenters start pyschoanalyzing a trailblazing female pundit as a woman-hater, I get a little tense. Is this real criticism, professional jealousy or just another OCD message board?
I'm not a professional writer, although I aspire to fine writing and have often received positive feedback on my posts here and elsewhere. I think there are legions of anonymous writers who on any given day can wordsmith rings around Dowd, or for that matter Walsh or David Brooks or a host of other established pundits. This post is an example of that, notwithstanding its skewed conclusions about Dowd. The truth, however, is in the writer's stamina, the sustained. focused output over time that elevates the very few to the status that Ms. Dowd enjoys.
Christopher Hitchens, one of my personal favorites, just wrote a lengthy column in VF about his teeth whitening, new haircut and office fitness machine. Not subject matter of current import, except to him that is, but still eminently readable because of the signature Hitchens style, an acquired taste I acquired some time ago. Would anyone give a New York minute to that column if it was written by me, even if my writing equalled or surpassed his? Of course not. He is Christopher Hitchens.
I'm not arguing Dowd's quality or motives here. I don't know her, but I know her work as a consumer, and in my book, she hasn't lost anything to merit such facile put-downs. Maybe it's that those who ridicule her so smoothly and disrespectfully simply don't get her, or perhaps want to be her, or at least be in her catbird seat. After all, the route up the mountain to NY Times Op-Ed, the most prestigious opinion page on the planet, is treacherous and many perish along the way...so much easier to snipe from base camp. If I'm a misguided, retro voice in this feminist wilderness, I'm fairly certain someone here will set me straight. Maybe I'm another closet misogynist.
Sometimes misogyny cannot be perceived properly through the thinly veiled misogyny of the observer. Too many people fail to recognize the trait in themselves or others thereby needing a mirror to be held to their face. ( )
Maureen Down is mean-spirited at best -- the type of woman I would avoid at all costs if I were in the same room with her. I would not like to be stung by her or any other queen bee type.
Trailblazing...hmmm...like a fire-breathing dragon burning down the forest whilst trouncing through it? Because very little that is at all lovely or appealing escapes her fiery, tortured outbursts.
I put the blame on frustration of mirade strengths and varieties. Try on social, sexual or professional -- any one of them could be the fit for firing up Maureen.
And I would never toss around the word misogyny like peanuts. Some people are allergic to peanuts.
MD's column about the DNC a while ago in which she described the tone as "submerged rage" was so apparently off-based that I wasn't sure where she really was when she wrote it.
Well, I don't think Dowd is aiming for "lovely and appealing", so I can understand your distaste. It's the New York Times, after all, diminshed in the minds of many by its war coverage, but still a great read. It is not the New Yorker. As for misogyny "not being perceived properly", I think of it like porn...I know it when I see it. I'll be satisfied in this thread with being MD's apparently lone defender...I can sleep tonight.
Every day I see better writing and analysis from folks who post here and elsewhere on a daily basis. Maureen, perhaps it's time to step out of your high heels and find your way back home to your roots.
Does anyone in this thread know MD personally?
Either I'm dead wrong about her, which is entirely possible, or this site has the makings of a powerful propaganda unit, or I'm the proverbial square peg. Too early to tell, but I'm getting warm.
We are concerned with a pattern of twisting and spinning "facts" into something barely recognizable as "lies" -- meaning there is often no understanding where she is coming from in her thinking. Do you agree with her analysis of people and events? If so, good for her, everyone needs a fan?!
Obsessive. More than bitter, condescending, spiteful, unfair, the quality I find unreadable is the obsessiveness. Because it "breaks the fourth wall" of the newspaper column. I'm no longer reading about her subject, Hillary. I'm reading about Maureen Dowd. She's revealing too much. It's like she's stripping herelf naked in public. It's embarrasing to watch.
The personal essay is a delicate balancing act. You can reveal almost anything no matter how personal, if your readers feel you are in firm artistic control of your material.
Maureen Dowd's Hillary columns have shifted background and foreground. Her vitriol toward Hillary is overwhelming her artistry. It's sad and it's a loss.
Maureen -- go to a 12 step program and give up writing about Hillary, one day at a time! Please.
She makes things up! That quote about Kerry and Nascar? He never said it. MoDo invented it.
Her dismissive comments about a field of serious presidential candidates... The Seven Dwarves.
Her emasculation of Edwards, Kerry, etc. Her attacks against Howard Dean's wife. All totally uncalled for. (I'm surprised that you would approve of her treatment of men, frankly.)
I could go on and on, but I've already done it too many times, not just recently, but through at least two election cycles. And only after giving her a very fair trial.
Do I think someone else should have her prime piece of editorial real estate? Absolutely. Do I covet it myself. No way. But I'd love to see some one else there, a woman with some real critical thinking skills, whose writing is more than the high-schoolish "dreck" that we get from Dowd. The "Dreck" Girl. Maybe we should start calling her that?
If it seems my "put-downs" are facile, perhaps the reason is that what I wrote was not meant as a put-down. I don't know MD personally. She may be a wonderful individual who volunteers at the Red Cross and worries about the environmental impact of large-scale pig farming. For all we know, she intends her column to be as off-base and off-putting as it is as a very complicated satire. Taken at face value, however, MD's column does seem, as LT described it, like a train wreck--not because of the opinions she espouses, but the way she communicates them: in an ever more disjointed and delusional fashion.
If she were picking on anyone else the same way she does Hillary, et al, I would be just as concerned for her mental health.