Fake doctor Melissa Clouthier is just fit to be tied (and not in the fun sexytime way, no-siree mister and you can just put that thing away right now, buster) over the way the future Fox sexbunny political analysts are showing up at CPAC with their dewy ta-ta’s a’bulging out up there and their precious launching pad for maybe next Jesus hanging out down there. I mean, really, what a bunch of trollops!

Women will be future leaders, too, and I was dismayed to see how many of them either looked frumpish or like two-bit whores.

First, are these young people being taught anything by their parents? I was at another service-oriented gathering of young women where the girls were in tight bandeau-skirts (you know, the kind of tube-top skirts that hookers wear on street corners?). They were sitting with their mothers. What is going on here?

Second, have women so internalized feminist dogma that they see themselves in only two ways? Butch, men-lite wannabes or 3rd wave sluts who empower themselves by screwing every available horndog man?

Tell me more, tell me more, was she dressed like a whore?
Tell me more, tell me more, do you think you can score?

“Yes” and apparently “probably”.

1. No cleavage. That’s right. Cover that up. I say “no” in absolutist terms because women will show a tiny bit and that’s okay, but really, in a business environment where ideas are the priority, a dude thinking about your ta-tas is counter-productive.

2. Skirts no more than three finger-widths above the knee. Why do I even have to write this? Well, because someone is allowing these girls out of the house with mini-skirts that reveal too much.

3. Save the stilettos for Saturday night on a date with your boyfriend.

4. Bend at the knee. No, I don’t want to see your butt.

Young women, you degrade your own value by dressing and then acting the ho.

I cannot even tell you how many girls have told me that all they want is to get married and have babies. They do not seem to make the connection that a young man is not interested in getting married and making babies with a girl who is so easy as to have a one-night stand over a CPAC weekend (or any other weekend.)

You know what a guy thinks when you slut-it-up? He thinks: If she’ll do that with me, she’ll do that with anyone.

Let’s be brutally honest here.

These are the kind of guys you’ll find at CPAC:

And if you’ll fuck one of them then, yes, you’ll pretty much fuck anyone.

Meanwhile Erick Erick Erick Erick Infinite Ericks is shocked to find strapping young conservative men at the CVS daring to dream at the condom counter:

After RedState got started in July of 2004, blogging on the right became all the rage, though it was correlation and not causation. By 2005, CPAC had a Bloggers Row and I went for my first time. The event was held that year at the Reagan Center in Washington, D.C. Most of the attendees stayed across the street at the JW Marriott. It was not an ideal venue, but it was my first time and I did not know better.

Being the good, intrepid blogger, I ran across the street to a CVS to buy a notepad, having left mine in my office back in Macon, GA. There in line were a half dozen young men, each with CPAC credentials around their necks and each buying condoms.

That is part of life on the college circuit. Young men, regardless of political persuasion or ideology, are intent on having sex, being boys, getting drunk — doing what young men in college often do. All to(sic) often there are also a few young ladies willing to shame their parents if their parents only knew.

Which is why the Marriott Wardman Park Hotel had to be aired out after CPAC ended this past weekend to get rid of the smell of Axe, semen and desperation.

And that was just the main room where Sarah Palin spoke…

(Added) Meanwhile (Thanks to Steve) those hornydog CPAC conservamen could have scored with a gal known to put out and received  a free book  as a commemorative souvenir.