Itās such a complex subject, it needs to be said 3 times. It, in this case, is a she, but she, as it were, is probably the most aware that her name is incongruous with a concept. A concept so polarizing, how could she not be the representative notion (win or lose) of this contradictory times?
Iāve decided to journal my thoughts on the subject. You see, I am voting for Hillary, but it may or may not be why you think. Some reasons are obvious (Iām a staunch progressive, but a realist before that) and others arenāt so obvious but need to be said. For me, the basis of my rationale starts in the past.
Iāve been a feminist since around the age of 6. Even when I didnāt comprehend the idea, I understood Girl Power. Their fight was my fight, their successes were mine. I am fully convinced that homophobia is rooted in misogyny. That is a whole other topic and worthy of itās own accounting and so I digress. Needless to say, I have spouted the urgency for a female POTUS way before anyone else I knew and ions before the acronym POTUS was coined.
It should come as no surprise that Hillary was my candidate in 2008. I campaigned for her, I wore her t-shirts, I gave money to HillaryforPresident.comā¦ every monthā¦ automatically withdrawn from my account. And then she lost. Iāll never forget it. I watched her concession speech, that day in June, from a hotel room in Stockholm, Sweden and I cried. And the rest is history.
Something that needs to be dispelled right away is the seemingly āblindā faith of feminism. Iāve heard from many and read from even more the idea that āHillary only wants you to vote for her because sheās a womanā or, flipped, and that āfeminists are only voting for her because sheās a womanā. Part of the reason that I always admired her is that she had ambition. In a world that was ruled by men and from a generation that had to type their way to the top (the top in this case being several floors below the actual patriarchal penthouse), Hillary had verve and pluck and an insane capacity to take whatever was thrown at her, be it insults, shit or bricks. Itās funny to me that we have this world tilted towards (white) men, where women have had to bite and claw and bulldoze their way to the top. Then we get mad at them for biting and clawing and bulldozing their way to the top. Indulge me in this short skit.
EXT. SALEM, MASSACHUSETTS Ā ā TOWN SQUARE ā DAY
An angry mob of townspeople have gathered to watch the witch trials commence. They hold pitchforks and wooden clubs. They spit and shout vile obscenities.
At the center of things is a woman, dressed in the latest pilgrim trends, her hands tied behind her back and rigged to a chair that hangs from a rope. The chair dangles over a large wooden tub filled with water to the brim. Her name is Beth.
One man presides over the raucous crowd. He is smug and happy running the show. His name is Newt. Newtās henchmen stand by his side, ropes in their hands, waiting for directions.
I will ask you again, Beth, daughter of Satan. Do you subscribe to witchcraft?
No. I have said time and again. I am not a witch.
Newt gives the sign and the henchmen release their grip of the rope. The chair that Beth sits in drops into the oversized bucket. The crowd goes wild.
After 30 seconds, the sign is given and the drenched woman is pulled from the water. She gasps for air. The crowd quiets.
I shall ask you one more time. Are you Beth, spawn of Lucifer and heir to his crown, a witch?
No, I say. I beg of you, please please donātā
The sign is given and the chair is dropped. The crowd goes wild, increasing in volume. They dance and sing.
After a minute, the drowned woman is pulled from the tub. All eyes shift to the lifeless body. A long pause. Then, she spits out water. She chokes for air. The crowd collectively gasps. Murmurs of āsheās a witchā and āimmortal doesnāt dieā can be heard.
(than louder for the crowd)
Beth, with your wild, curly hair and your knowledge of songs derived from the southern states. I hereby, condemn you to death, you being the devilās concubine and most of all aā
IāM NOT A FUCKING WITCH!!
The crowd in utter dismay, hushes and gulps. Newt turns three shades of red. The audacity of her.
The chair is dropped.
THE END.
So, for the purposes of the long 18 months ahead of us, letās stop saying that women (or supporters of) need a host of reasons to simply get behind the one woman who has been dunked time and time again and and still made it out of the bucket. And, of course, that isnāt to say that she isnāt qualified on her own merits because she is and itās a moot point. Add on top of that her decades of bucket dunking and she might just be the most vetted candidate ever.
The āIām all for a woman being President, but not for Hillaryā reasoning is fine and anyoneās prerogative to have, but name, for me, another woman who is in the foreseeable future (as if the country has valid reasons to wait another 5/10/30 years for a more digestible female) that can and will rise to the top of the food chain unscathed. Keep in mind, this woman has to have the desire and the will power to make such journey. As weāve seen with our progressive darling, Senator Warren, we can wish all we want, but ultimately itās not us who has to endure the fire of campaigning in boyās town.
And finally on this first subject, for those of you angry at her or her defenders for throwing out the female cardā¦ whether you know or not, you have been voting for a man just because heās a man this whole time.
Moving on. Those are the more obvious reasons as to why I am voting for Hillary, but sheās not as clean as weād all like her to be, am I right? Itās been said many times over this week since she announced her candidacy, the civic grounds as to why all democrats and independents alike need to show up on election day. Supreme Court justices, the environment, income disparity, equal rights, separation of church and state, the plight of our immigrant brothers and sisters all would fare better with her or any democrat frankly in the oval office. It might not be to the full extent of your politics (me included), but in more conservative hands it would be a disaster. This we know, or at least are figuring out and it certainly bears repeating, but there is a deeper more poignant truth to this debate that must be acknowledged.
The Obama administration has been the catalyst for a huge awakening in this country. It is my opinion that the first decade of this century was a big sleepfest. All of us (well, maybe not all) were unconscious in various states of being. The shit that went down in the Bush years and before (the senseless wars and bloodshed, the deregulation that led to catastrophic calamity, just to name a few) are hopefully behind us. Iām not saying that there arenāt on-going partisan fights still rooted in these very idealogical differences, but at least we are more aware that itās happening.
The alarm clock started chiming around āYES WE CANā. The problem is most everyone has been pushing the snooze button for 6 to 7 years. Everyone thought YES WE CAN meant āwe did, now go and do it, Obamaā. Obamaās biggest mistake was to stop the rallying cry and to not fully explain what it means. It means WE as in all of us have to get off our asses and participate. Most of the country has been in Sunday morning phase. You know when youāre awake but really donāt want to get out of bed, but you at least have the morning paper and you see the shit that is happening and you complain really loudā¦ in your pajamas.
If you think that Obama is going to change your daily life or that Hillary is going to be the anit-Christ or that things would have been substantially better with Romney, you be crazy. Do you want to know how to affect the most change in your daily-everyday-every-second life? Get involved in the lowest level of government. Your local, micro-govāt is where you have the most power. Trickle down economics donāt work, neither does trickle down govāt. Letās make things happen from the ground up. It really does take a villageā¦. interesting.
The only thing that is apparent in these times is that elections have become chess games for the super wealthy. Money talks and their money speaks the loudest. Who knows the truth anymore? Any billionaire that owns airwaves or newspapers or candidates can spread his message faster than the time it takes you to read this really long op-ed. Is Hillary really the evil witch sheās been purported to be? Maybe, who knows? Or maybe weāve been Salemed. Is Ted Cruz really the racist idiot that the left has painted the picture of? Ok, bad example, but you get the point. Start thinking for yourselves. The best thing we can do is turn down the volume of the hysterical rhetoric for the next year an half and have them yell at each other. Or else itās going to be a loooooong election cycle.
So Iām not giving my money to Hillary this time. Let the 1% fund that train. Iām spending my hard earned cash on local companies that believe in the same philosophies I do. Iām not yelling about whoās in bed with Monsanto or whoās tied to wall street, because they all are. They are apart of the corrupt game that weāve fostered along and allowed to take over. Iām not waiting for government to regulate my food because Iāll have cancer by the time they do, so Iāll buy locally and organically until then. Iām not putting my money in the big banks because they just pay off their CEOās with it. Iāll put it in local credit unions instead. After this long rant I wonāt (or at least try not to) campaign for the presidency. I will, however gently remind you to research your propositions, to vote, to participate, to stand up for what you believe in and to give a damn. Letās all give a damn about the things in which we really can control. And as far as the bigger picture, the things that we have less control of, such as general electionsā¦ you have to take one for the team. Which team is up to you, but to skip it and to stay apathetic is like pushing the snooze button for another four years and donāt you think itās time to get up?
Disclaimer:
Iām just a gay, progressive Californian who probably wonāt debate you, but respects your opinion regardless. Peace.
