If we’re being honest with each other, I’m glad we’ve
reached this point. At least we can talk about what this election is really
about.
This should not even be a contest. It shouldn’t. Nearly
every editorial board in the country including ones that have endorsed
Republican candidates for a century, have unequivocally endorsed her. Members
of our national security, a former Republican president – pretty much anyone
with any knowledge of what it takes to do this job is literally telling us that
he is unqualified for the job.
Still, he is ahead.
He is leading in the polls.
Why?
Because he has a penis.
I’m serious. It’s the only reason he is winning right now.
If anyone tells you that they can’t vote for Hillary Clinton because of her
email server you should immediately stab yourself in the face with a blunt
object. Because that is what progress in America in 2016 looks and feels like.
The very fact that this is a contest at all is the
definition of a double standard.
She wiped the floor with him at that debate and guess what?
It didn’t matter. Why? Because he was gracious enough not to mention her
husband’s former indiscretions. We should applaud one man not bringing up
another man’s past sexual dalliances.
You see, she is responsible for all of it. She is responsible
for staying with a cheater. If she had left, let’s all be straight with each
other – she would’ve been another cold divorcee. She owns his mistakes. Some
other guy gets points for sort of not mentioning his mistakes. She just loses.
She loses if she yells. She loses if she talks. She loses if she smiles. She
loses if she is smart. She loses if she owns or is in any way proud of her
intelligence.
This election is about currently nearly half of the country
supporting a man who has spent the better part of the past 4 days, last night,
and early this morning, bringing up the questionable past of a former Miss
Universe. You see we can question what she does sexually, that’s fair game
because she is a woman. We don’t need to question his own sexual past. That is
assumed. Something he should in fact be proud of, or so his old Playboy cover
might suggest. Or maybe as he sorts out his current rape investigation. Either
way, it’s irrelevant. He’s a man.
In this election, women are fat, bloody pigs who react wildly
when challenged, who are manipulative and crooked and vindictive. Is this
election about her being a woman? You bet your ass it is. You may not like
which woman got first crack at it, but there’s a reason she’s there now. It’s
because it’s her that has been absorbing the body blows for the past 30 years
(sorry Jill Stein – you can take a seat). It had to be her. She had to go
first. Of course she did. She always has.
Still, she’s losing. Every single person – do not kid
yourself - literally every single person in this country knows that she is more
qualified. But only 40% are willing to even entertain the terrifying notion
that we might open up this job to someone without a penis.
This election is about a penis. There are no social issues.
Nothing. It is about what you think about women. It is about the burdens we
carry with us every single time we open our mouths to be feminine but
strong but not too strong – to be healthy but not too thin. To be able to throw
back the cheeseburger with the guys, but keep the same waistline as a Barbie
doll. To know that when the house looks shitty or the kids act up in the
restaurant it’s always our fault. It is because we have always been afraid that
if we are too vocal or too smart in class, that we would intimidate the cute
boy and then he wouldn’t want to be with us. That strength drives them away.
This is not new. We have always known this. I have no idea why I am so shocked
to see this play out on a national scale.
I swear to God I have no idea who will win this election.
Honestly, I think we’ve just totally underestimated how terrified people are of
smart women. So all I can do is dedicate myself every day to raising a
man who respects women, who does not compare them to farm animals, who embraces
their sexuality, who wants to learn more, who wants to engage with them – who
embraces their voice at whatever pitch it comes out at because that is
irrelevant to the content of what they are trying to tell him. And I’m going to
make it my life’s work to raise young women who will never quit what we’ve
started here until we one day people hear them and see them for who they are
and not the body part they lack.
I don’t know how this ends, but I swear to God it’s up to us
parents of young boys and girls.
We’ve got to be the ones to finish this.
It’s enough.
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