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Hockey Moms, Soccer Moms (WTF)

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008

My son played soccer. At age 32, he still does. He was very good. Was team captain and MVP in both high school and college – in spite of tearing his ACL on both knees. Although no sports fan, I used to attend his games. (His younger brother was a runner, but I haven’t yet heard women being disparaged as “track moms.”) Anyway, back to my older son. Since he was my son; I wanted to show him my support and my interest. I spent many a Saturday hanging out at the soccer field complex in Huntsville, Alabama. I guess that made me a “soccer mom.” His dad showed up too, but I hear very little about “soccer dads.” So, because I cared about my child and devoted Saturdays to his soccer games, that makes me some sort of creature to be derided and condescended to and patronized. And that’s just the “soccer” part. The mom is even worse.

To be called a “Mom” (except by one’s children) is the greatest putdown our society can dish out. As is well known, especially among liberal pundits and intellectuals, from the moment that seed is planted in her womb and that little embryo starts to grow, female mental capacities simultaneously begin to diminish. At the end of nine months, with the birth of the baby, the infantilization of the Mom is complete. And as her child grows and matures both mentally and physically, Mom’s brain atrophies and turns to mush – so that by the time her child reaches adulthood, Mom has turned into that most worthless of creatures – an ageing female whose body is a mere husk and whose mind is non-existent – and who is strangely unresponsive to Barack Obama.

Sarah Palin, self-described hockey mom, rehabilitates the image of a human female who has committed the cultural sin of caring enough about her children to attend their games. She juxtaposes the image of Mom with the image of Governor and the image of a candidate for Vice President of the United States. This may not be enough to persuade me to vote for her, but it is enough for me to cheer her on.