THE "ARTFUL DODGER"
What got us thinking about genes and the expression of genetic genderism was a "pouting" pair of lips, a disturbing lipstik.gif, and a CBS interview with Tom Wolfe.
Wolfe claimed that men were genetically compelled to flit from flower to flower (so to speak), while women were differently hard wired.
A women's genes, he claimed, induced her to just stay in place, loyal to one man throughout life.
Well, collectively, I'll bet we've got more experience in genetics than the Wolfe-man. We also have plenty of years of experience with many of the creatures of both genders that make up the human race.
Just as there are many men who remain loyal to one woman throughout their life there are many women who flit from flower to flower.
This leads us to suggest that if the gene(s) in question exists, it is of the toggle variety. That is, like a light switch, it can be turned one way or the other.
It is influenced, of course, by the combined experiences and chemical makeup of the bearer, and it is this influence that determines whether it is toggled to "flit" or "stay." Both genders are free to "prospect."
All of this got us going on some of the signs and signals employed throughout the ages that were (and still are) used to let "the other" know where our, er, pulsing blood supply is at.
Skimming just a few of thousands of years, we point out the male's sexual plumage at times was displayed, with emphasis, by the *codpiece* or the skintight *tights* of yesteryear. And, of course, the *groin-stuffing* of trousers seen in the present day, along with the ultra-hairy open shirt front.
Since very early on to the present, the female featured *red painted lips/cheeks*, and *pushed up, visible, rounded bosoms*. Taken together these advertise, by mimicry, the vulva, and the buttocks.
With the advent of cosmetic surgery, some women have fat injected into their lips to make them fuller and pouting, thus enhancing their resemblance to an aroused vulva. All of these come-ons are rampant today (even as women complain about being considered "sex objects") -- with the extra added attraction of far fewer clothing hiding the goodies.
So knowing all this, you can imagine our confusion and consternation when we tuned in to the Congressional hearings and encountered a plethora of pouty, seductive lips, demure countenance, twinkling dimples and maidenly smiles.
It was the Starr witness tracing the sexploits of his investigation of the President. And never a warning to us that the program was X-rated!
Now we know that Kennie Starr is a model male; we know that he would never cheat on his wife; we know that he is an exemplary husband and father and we know that he never lies -- not ever!
We know all this because Kennie told us, over and over.
He also told us repeatedly that it was not about sex, it was about the President lying under oath.
The Independent Counsel held up his right hand and with pouty lips all a-tremble, swore to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help him God.
"The President," he stated, smiling sweetly at Committee Chair, Youthful-Indiscretion Hyde, "testified several times under oath (!) that 'he did not know,' 'he could not recall,' or 'he did not remember'."
"Those were all lies," declared the witness Starr.
Then he proceeded to answer question after question asked by the Committee, saying, "I do not recollect," and "I have no memory at this time of that. I would have to review my recollections," as well as various assertions that he "did not know."
Such an "Artful Dodger" -- We learned that the Repugnant's Starr witness, witnessed practically nothing!
When questioned by the President's lawyer, he revealed that he had NOT attended the Grand Jury hearings of any of the principal witnesses. He had NEVER met with Monica Lewinski!
Yet he was the person claiming that his report was factual. Now what was that legal thingamajig about second hand testimony? You know, what lawyers call "HEARSAY" evidence?
Even though he testified, under oath, that he was not present on most of the occasions he was questioned about, he readily claimed to know all the facts. Mirabile dictu!
He reminded us frequently that his team of prosecutors were professionals and could do no wrong.
And how the D.C. media loved Kennie. They just could not admire him enough. Even after his ethics advisor, Sam Dash, resigned in protest, they heaped loving praise on him and stood in total awe.
Thing is, ethics advisor, Sam Dash, accused the *Death Starr* of UNETHICAL BEHAVIOR.
As a special prosecutor, Kennie's mandate was to present facts uncovered by his nearly $50 Mil investigation to the Congress. But Kennie went far beyond that and became an advocate for the Repugnants and impeachment.
However some of the Press outside the Beltway were NOT so accepting of Saint Kennie.
Perhaps the best analysis, albeit said with tongue in cheek, was made by Boston reporter, David Nyhan, on ETV:
"If the Committee had put Starr on the tube before the November elections, the Democrats would have won all 50 States -- and even carried Canada!"
1998-049
Copyright 1998 Renee T. Louise and Ruth M. Sprague, Ph.D. These articles may be republished for noncommercial use only, provided that they are copied intact, and that this copyright notice is attached. Address all queries to: twanda@ConnRiver.net.
G e n d e r G a p p e r s T M
From Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens. (See particularly, Chapter 45.) The Artful Dodger was the juvenile delinquent who, on the pretext of assisting Oliver, conned him into the "employ" of Fagin. RETURN TO TEXT
