Erica Jong (who is apparently still gainfully employed) is weary:

I am so tired of pink men bombing brown children and rationalizing it as fighting terrorism. I am so tired of pink men telling women (of all colors) what to do with their wombs–which connect with their brains–in case you forgot. I am so tired of pink men telling us we should stay in Iraq for generations. I am so tired of pink men buying bombs and cheating schools…. I am so tired of pink men spouting nonsense on TV. I am so tired of pink men arguing, blathering, bloviating, predicting the future–usually wrongly–and telling women to shut up. I am so sick of hearing that another pink man has dropped his children out a window… I am so tired of pink men.

I know how you feel. I am so tired of pink men assassinating brown women like Benazir Bhutto. I am so tired of pink men forbidding brown women in Waziristan to feel sunlight on their faces. I am so tired of pink men telling brown women they can’t have drivers’ licenses in Saudi Arabia. I am so tired of pink men honor-killing their brown daughters in Dallas and Toronto… Whoops, sorry, I’m afraid we’re all out of time for this week’s Patriarchy Watch.

Actually, I quite like the concept of little “pink men”. For some reason, it reminds me of Wicked Willie, the 1980s cartoon about the adventures of an anthropomorphized talking penis by Peter Mayle (pre-A Year In Provence).

Meanwhile, it’s heartening to see the Huffington Post providing employment for so many pink ladies of a certain age. I see Jane Smiley is not happy with Lawrence O’Donnell calling John Edwards a “loser”:

I am fairly sure in my own mind that Karl Rove paid him to write that post.

I am so tired of pink men taking out pink men in the Democratic primaries.

(via Protein Wisdom)