The answer to the Donald

The Republican frontrunner warrants an appearance from Mr. Dickhead. He says so himself.

In every crisis, there is also opportunity. Or so always says some annoying Pollyanna. Here's one such from Philadelphia:

This fall, if Trump indeed grabs the GOP nomination, Americans have the chance of a lifetime to stand up and be counted against racism, xenophobia, and hatred. It means turning the defeat of Donald Trump into a crusade, even more so than electing whomever his opponent turns out to be. That means talking to your family members, your friends or even going door-to-door on weekends in your neighborhood to make sure that America smashes its record for voter turnout on Nov. 8.

It's the 60 Percent Solution. It's the only way to stop Donald Trump. Not by rolling over his supporters, but by going around them at the ballot box -- a fitting reaffirmation of democracy. ...

Defeating Trump at the ballot box is just the beginning of the work. The 45th president is going to have to address some of the conditions that helped make Trump possible, the job losses and income inequality that have shrunk and squeezed the middle class. If not, we could find ourselves going through this nightmare all over again, and once in a lifetime seems plenty.

Will Bunch, Attytood

Bunch is right, of course.

Maybe women need another independence day

Mr. Dickhead has really been strutting his stuff since the Hobby Lobby decision. Five old men who can't abide (uppity) women forgot an inconvenient truth:

Women typically (though not universally) spend the majority of their fertile years trying not to get pregnant.

Rachel VanSickle-Ward, TPM

My emphasis. There are 60 million women in the "fertile" age group, 16-44.

Contemporary women are not likely to take interference with our physical autonomy lightly. In fact, look for a developing swarm of hornets to descend on men who don't get it.

Meanwhile, the Dickheads flaunt their triumph over women's sexual autonomy. This stuff doesn't go over well with most of us. I assume he expects to enjoy as much "consequence free" sex as he likes.

Forward steps a red-crested DickHead

Timothy Cardinal Dolan, Roman Catholic Archbishop of New York, earned himself a Mr. DickHead award on "Face the Nation" on Sunday.

“Is the ability to buy contraceptives, that are now widely available — my Lord, all you have to do is walk into a 7-11 or any shop on any street in America and have access to them — is that right to access those and have them paid for, is that such a towering good that it would suffocate the rights of conscience?”

via Raw Story

Perhaps the good prelate has no acquaintance with any form of birth control except condoms? Not that what he doesn't know inhibits him from trying to prevent women from controlling our bodies ...

Mr. DickHead steps forward

It's time for this little character to make his appearance. In a season in which powerful men have been mistaking a nether part of their anatomy for a brain, I'm starting an occasional Mr. DickHead Award series to raise up particularly egregious offenders.

First up: former CIA and National Security Agency director Michael Hayden for suggesting about Senator Diane Feinstein's intent to release her intelligence oversight committee's report on U.S. torture atrocities:

that motivation for the report -- may show deep, emotional feeling on the part of the senator ...

Feinstein seems to have thought about the moral as well as soft power demerits of making the U.S. an avowed torture state. But hey, don't go calling Feinstein a softie. She's been my mayor and my senator for most of my life, far too long in my view. She's no fainting female. (Nor are there many of those anywhere; we wouldn't survive the likes of Hayden if we were pushovers.) Feinstein is a politician more like an ice flow, a slow moving glacier that grinds and freezes anyone foolish enough not to get out of the way. Nice to see the NSA in her path.

Then there's ex-Gov. and potential GOP presidential candidate Mike Huckabee opining:

Guys like to go fishing with other men. They like to go hunting with other men. Women like to go to the restroom with other women. I don't get that. I can tell you this much: if I ever say, 'I have to go to the restroom' and some guy says, 'I'll go with you,' he ain't goin' with me. That much I know.

Paranoid and silly, a proper Mr. DickHead, is Mike.

If you are wondering where Mr. DickHead came from -- he was an item in an exhibit on the subject of "Sex in the Roman Era" I saw last summer in Tarragona, Spain. He appears designed to give a hand to women Romans. I figure with a likely Hillary Clinton candidacy on the horizon, there will be far too many opportunities to give out the Mr. DickHead Award in the next few years.

Nominees for the award gratefully accepted.