Pink sneakers are cool.

Apparently. The Internet is alight with the shoes of Wendy Davis, who became a liberal hero by filibustering a Texas bill that would have stopped abortions 20 weeks into pregnancy. What a woman.

She has nice tits too.

Oops. Shouldn’t have mentioned her tits. The mainstream media that has already lionized her choice of filibuster footwear…

Having seen what he called “probably the most famous shoes in politics,” was Zeleny ready to move on to more serious questions? Nope. He had to verify the color of the shoes, asking Davis if they were indeed pink. She replied, “I would call it a pink, or a salmon pink, yeah.”

Having confirmed that the shoes were pink, Zeleny still wasn’t done with them: “But you’re also a runner. I mean, these are legitimate running shoes.” Keep in mind that this man is a senior Washington correspondent, not a style editor

…is now in a huff at the possibility that the MSM foot fetish might be sexist. So they probably wouldn’t like anyone mentioning her tits, either, however nice.

There’s a difference between liking Wendy Davis’s shoes and liking Wendy Davis because of her shoes. What is that difference? I know, let’s call it sexism…

[T]his is a phenomenon unique to women in leadership positions—that media stories about our intellects and accomplishments are often literally dressed down with descriptions about our clothing. In groundbreaking research, the Women’s Media Center and Celinda Lake showed that media commentary about what women candidates are wearing has a detrimental impact on their candidacy. In other words, the media simply noting what women are wearing—let alone critiquing or judging it—hurts the prospects of women in leadership.

Yeah. Obviously the biggest part of the story. If you’re a liberal. Some female psychopath with nice tits and pink sneakers lobbies for hours for the right to kill babies and noticing her shoes is sexism. Right.

I AM making a point here. Liberals are supposed to be the smart ones, the best educated, the most tolerant, the most perceptive about nuance. Right? So why are they all semiconscious idiots imprisoned in the present tense of their own tiny lives. Didn’t Hillary’s daughter graduate from Stanford?

Chelsea Clinton: My great-grandparents didn’t have access to Planned Parenthood’s crucial services

It’s one thing to support family planning while being glad on some level that a distant ancestor couldn’t plan you into oblivion and another to pander to Planned Parenthood in the same breath that you’re talking about what an inspiration your grandmother, who otherwise wouldn’t have existed, was to you. It’s like getting your mom a Mother’s Day card that ends with “Sorry your parents didn’t have a choice whether to have you.” Um, happy Mother’s Day.

I’m not inclined to give the benefit of the doubt they always give at Hotair. It’s almost a fetish with them to bend over and hold their ankles in the name of fairness to liberal propaganda. Are we really supposed to think Chelsea would support her dead grandma’s right to preempt her existence? Or that it’s even occurred to this spoiled millennial bitch that her existence could have been preempted? Well, why not? To me it’s the same kind of myopic liberal consciousness that never sees the big picture for all the little pictures they get from their well connected contacts. Screw Chelsea. Comments like hers are at least tangentially related to this story and picture.

Kids with wire hangers. Their mothers are barbarian whores. No matter what you say.

I know. Let’s do a search for wire hangers. And we could follow it up by showing the little tykes what hangers are used for in preventing little lives like theirs. We could do it with crayons and poster paper and anatomically correct drawings. We could even do a Google search for “tools used to penetrate the cervix and puncture babies in mommy tummies.” Kids love computer graphics. Like that idea? No. Probably not. You liberals prefer a search for pink sneakers. Which isn’t a bad description of who you are at base.

Pink is the color of closet communists, who really do believe that people are just units in a vast encompassing state. Sneakers are the ones who hide their brutal motives beneath political jargon, oxymoronic euphemisms, and incredibly vicious invective. Pro-choice? Whose choice? And your opponents are anti-woman? Really? And what if YOUR opponents think you’re sick fucks for using toddlers as (wire hanger?) puppets in promoting the abortion rights their mothers just barely didn’t exercise against them?

Something to put it all in perspective:

But dress it up as they might, the truth remained ghastly: What Wendy and her team of protesters were trying to do was block a bill that would have made it illegal to deliberately kill an unborn child after 20 weeks of pregnancy. And that is a disgrace.

The New Yorker’s Amy Davidson wrote that, during the filibuster, Davis explained “how a pregnancy unfolded — all points on which, she noted, her male colleagues seemed vague.” Perhaps Davis is right that many of her fellow human beings know embarrassingly little about how they grew. I’d venture, though, that this is to her advantage: It is precisely the knowledge of how babies develop that informs my revulsion at their execution.

We might recap: By the time that a baby has been in utero for one month, blood is pumping around the body. In the second month, facial features develop, including the growth of ears, eyes, arms, legs, toes, and fingers. At six weeks, the baby’s brain, spinal cord, and central nervous system are all pretty well formed — in outline at least. By the two-month mark, sensory organs begin to develop and bone replaces cartilage.

Three months in, arms, hands, fingers, feet, and toes are fully formed, and the baby can grab with its fists as well as open and close its mouth. Teeth are on their way, as are reproductive organs. In month four, the baby is fully formed, and eyelids, eyebrows, eyelashes, nails, and hair develop. At this point, a baby can suck his thumb, yawn, hiccup, stretch, and make faces. At 18 weeks, the baby can move around, and experience REM sleep, including dreams. At 20 weeks, some studies show, it can recognize its mother’s voice.

You liberals. Your education consists entirely of SAT crib sheets. Your tolerance consists entirely of approving people who approve your narcissist desires. And as for nuance, your moral stature doesn’t even rise to the level of rats, who persistently fight to preserve their young.

Enjoy your pink sneakers. Wear them every day, all the time, so the rest of us might know you when you walk our way. Pardon us if we walk away.

And, oh yeah. Screw you and the tits you rode in on. Women are a sex, not a religion. They’re not an excuse for anything, let alone legalized torture and murder. If you can’t remember that, you’re even dumber than I know you are.

Oh. I almost forgot. The “liberals” at MSM outlets USA Today, the Chicago Tribune, and the Los Angeles refused to run this print ad.

They don’t want us to imagine taking this “fetus” apart, limb by limb.

Liberals. You’re monsters. If you had any education or moral perception, you wouldn’t even be able to look in the mirror. Keep wearing those pink sneakers. We’ll know what you can never learn.