Arnold Schwarzenegger is that leader, the strongman, the feminist antidote. Unlike Bill Clinton, who, as Susan Faludi pointed out in her Los Angeles Timeseditorial last Sunday, wore the hair shirt of the pussy-whipped patsy, enslaved equally by his self-sufficient (and clearly non-anorexic) career wife and his demanding libido, Schwarzenegger almost never had sex with those women he bullied. This is important: His boorishness has always been a display of power, never of passionate desire. So much the worse, then, that the people calling attention to his shortcomings, from Arianna Huffington in the debates to Code Pink’s Karen Pomer, were perceived by the public and MSNBC’s Chris Matthews as the militant women clamoring for attention. You could almost hear the crowd cheering, Go get ’em, Arnold!What the crowd forgets, though, is that how a man treats the women in his life is frequently a sign and symptom of how he treats anyone he has power over — in other words, men who exploit women typically exploit everyone they rule. And for the next three years, a puerile misogynist named Schwarzenegger has power over us.