That’s the real reason they hate unapologetically in-your-face “conservative” women like Ann Coulter or even Sarah Palin.
Watch how quickly the mask drops, and over less than nothing — in fact, over something you’d think they’d approve of:
But it seemed, at least to me, that using a woman’s last name for a child threatened everyone. An older woman asked me if I was doing this to make a point. Why was all this doing perceived as mine, not my husband’s as well? At a party, a peer told me she was “diehard Obama” and then argued that her only real concern about using a woman’s last name is that you risk the ease of preserving lineage and historical records.
“Really?” I kept responding.
Then, I took my pregnant, vomiting, exhausted self to New York to visit my cousin—a remarkable and fierce woman whose Facebook “political views” description reads :I’m for doing drugs during an abortion while marrying a gay illegal immigrant.” We drove around her neighborhood and she showed me the street art she photographs. At some point, I told her about my baby’s last name. She lifted her hands off the steering wheel and yelled, “What?!” as if in prayer, as if the earth had shuddered.
One short pause and then: “I want that. I really want that. But my man would never let that shit fly.”