When the cast of “Morning Joe” pointed out that Ms. Conway’s recent appearances on news shows proved her a useless source of information,
when they sneered at Ms. Conway’s apparent White House ostracization, it was difficult to not feel stirrings of sympathy.
On a panel about women voters, Ms. Conway spoke with a pragmatism
that stood in opposition to contemporary TV personalities like Elisabeth Hasselbeck, whose brand of delicate pouting defined the conservative zeitgeist.
The first time I saw Ms. Conway speak was at a New Yorker Festival panel in 2012.
It was difficult not to feel bad for her when “Saturday Night Live” depicted her as a craven
hack driven to “Fatal Attraction”-style debasement by a desire to appear on the news.
Not long ago, Ms. Conway felt like a vital part of a system that needed smart people on both sides to make it work.
As Kellyanne Conway sleepwalks her way through a series of increasingly embarrassing interviews, it’s been hard not to feel sorry for her.
I watched her the way a person might stand at the kitchen window and watch a raccoon abscond with the first tomato of spring.
As a pollster who studied the electoral behavior of women, she served as a bridge
between the right wing and a demographic that often seemed to perplex them.
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She’d hammer Hillary Clinton for talking too much about gender and duck behind her femininity in the face of legitimate criticism.
