I had lunch with a friend yesterday and we discussed this feeling of hatred towards women that is in the air. Not just the Talaban and Isis but the overstrong reactions against Hilary Clinton. There is a backlash against women possibly determining their own lives and even running the country. It's disorienting and disturbing. I feel assaulted by the rhetoric and the struggle just to get equal pay for equal work and child care that is safe and adequate. Even in this country there must be a sense that patriarchy is crumbling and a man's home is perhaps no longer going to be his castle. What has been hidden is seeping out, and it's ugly.
As a woman I want my daughters and granddaughters to see a woman can be president. She doesn't have to be perfect, just good enough. It's important. Only a man could possibly think it isn't. I want my sons and grandsons to see a woman president. So we can all get over it, and treat each other as equal, flawed, complex human beings.
I don't think this is radical to hope for. I don't care about any more lovely first ladies. It won't do.
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