In the first of the GOP presidential debates, Carly Fiorina was judged to have done very well. Afterward, the Democratic National Committee put out a tweet that showed a video of a little girl in a pink outfit looking confused. It said, “Fiorina says her business experience prepared her to be president. But under her ‘leadership,’ HP stock fell 53%.” (Fiorina is a pretty good explainer of her business career, by the way, and of the times in which she led.)

The little girl’s outfit? Well, Carly had worn pink in the debate — or rose or magenta or close enough.

Now, I really don’t care about the DNC’s tweet. Politics ain’t beanbag, as we’ve been told a million times. People cry “sexism” waaay too quickly. But honestly: If the Republican National Committee had put out a tweet like that, mocking Hillary Clinton or some other female Democratic candidate? The Republican party might have to go out of business.

The mainstream media would decry the tweet as evidence of the GOP’s “war on women.” The story would be on the front page of the New York Times for days and weeks running, as the admissions policy of the Augusta National Golf Club once was. It would be on the cover of Time and Newsweek. (Do they still have covers? Do they still have publications?) CBS, NBC, ABC, and PBS would flog it mercilessly. And that’s not even to mention certain cable channels.

Basically, the tweet would be the most famous of the 21st century (which is to say, ever).

Now, I can live with this — the lopsidedness, the imbalance, the double standard. All I want is an admission, from the mainstream media and the Left: “Yes, this is the way it is. Tough noogs, Charlie. Just deal with it.”

What I despise is the pretending: the pretending that this double standard does not exist. If the other side would admit it — admit it as a fact and an advantage — fine (sort of). Some people are tall, some people are musical, some people are athletic, and the Democrats are destined to have the mainstream media on their side. If the truth would merely be admitted, by people in all corners, I and many others, I’m sure, would be happy to move on (to borrow a big Democratic phrase from the late 1990s).

Knowmsayin’?