To paraphrase what for some reason is an iconic Brady Bunch line, "Well, all day long in the media I hear how dangerous Sarah Palin is this way or how ignorant Sarah Palin in that way! Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!"
Kay Hymowitz looks at how Sarah Palin embodies the new feminism that drives the old feminists into a fury. Perhaps what we're seeing is just a culture-wide heresy trial.
When Sarah Palin took the podium in St. Paul to accept her nomination for the vice presidency in September 2008, calm and collected feminists might have recalled the old saw: Be careful what you wish for. Here she was, an ambitious political woman with the sort of egalitarian marriage that would put the Swedes to shame. Here she was, a charismatic, working-class heroine who oozed folksy provincialism with the naturalness of Lyndon Johnson in the same breath as she cheered her Hillary Clintonesque assault on the “glass ceiling.” Yes, here she was—clinging to her guns, her religion, and her babies, and saying, and apparently believing, all the wrong things.
Read it at city-journal.org in "Sarah Palin and the Battle for Feminism."