My kitchen window.
“Balls,” said the Queen. “If I had two, I’d be king.”
The King laughed, not because he wanted to (two) but because he had to (two).
At dawn the air is cool and if I open all the windows and French doors for a few hours, the house stays fresh and cool most of the day. When the sun starts inching up over the horizon, the windows close and the cool air remains, staving off our need for air conditioning, at least for a while.
It’s in those cool mornings that I look out my window, both literally and figuratively.
“We,” but not “us.”
The view from here tells me that no matter how far we’ve come in California or in the nation, for that matter, women are not part of that “we.” Women have lagged behind here just as we have in every other state of the union. Just ask the woman who was raped by the Stanford swimmer who got 6 months for battery and whose father said it was too high a price to pay…
All the rape crisis enters and well-trained, sensitive law enforcement don’t mean a damn thing when a judge can minimize the rape of a young, drunk woman and the male perp’s father can make a statement like that without embarrassment.
Dudes. Seriously. Screw your heads on straight.
Few men get this:
It’s sadly obvious that almost 100 years after suffragettes worked hard so that women got the vote, 50 years after our last big wave of feminism, even after all this? Nothing’s really equal. As a group we still make less money and are marginalized at every turn. And as happy as I am about Hillary being our nominee, the campaign so far (and probably until the end) also points out far too many areas in which we are still considered second-class.
The double-standard is still alive and kicking, and that is a sore that has festered for a long time and still does. It cuts deep, because I spent way too many years working in sexist industries, for sexist companies and sexist bosses. I have seen the bad behavior of male executives ignored or excused while the bad behavior of female executives is reason for sanctions. No bad behavior should be excused, of course, but if you think there isn’t a gender difference in how that behavior is viewed, take my word for it. It’s still going on, and that’s enough to bring me to tears.
There are very few men who get this–but I do know some, including one I call “Me-With-A-Dick.” I can tell you this, though. At my age I just don’t want to hear men argue with me about anything having to do with sexism or female candidates, executives or female power of any kind. Because if they’re arguing, they are clueless– they don’t get it and really, it’s hard to understand unless you’ve lived it.
I’ve lived it.
Ignore history and we’ll have a nut in the Oval.
The view from here tells me that if Bernie Sanders runs as a third party candidate it could very well land that crazy, delusional man in the White House and no, I don’t mean Bernie. For those who don’t remember, Ralph Nader’s third party candidacy cost Al Gore the presidency and gave us Bush in 2000. It was a shocking turn of events because the reason Gore lost was not the hanging chads or the count. It was the votes Nader took from him. The margin was that narrow. So all those idealistic, fresh-faced liberals who think that Sanders should run need to spend a little time learning about the 2000 election.
Oh, and don’t do it Bernie. Be a team player.
There’s a bottom line.
The view from here tells me that Hillary is the most qualified to be president. I don’t much give a sh*t if she was rude to staff in the White House, bashed Bill over the head with a lamp or any of that suspiciously sexist crap that’s coming up. Does. Not. Matter. Just as many things male candidates do or say don’t seem to matter. Why shouldn’t that knife cut both ways? I am extremely sick of hearing that people “don’t trust her.” Don’t trust her with WHAT? It’s a crazy statement that has no meaning and I believe some of it is rooted in her “not knowing her place” as a woman.
Here is my bottom line: She was a Senator well-respected on both side of the aisle. She was an effective Secretary of State. And she is by far the best qualified candidate we’ve seen in a very long time and far better qualified than our current president, who took an election that was rightly hers.
She’ll keep us safe. She’ll find ways to cooperate if that dysfunctional other party doesn’t dig in its heels. And if they do, well, she’ll know how to handle them.
She ain’t perfect. NONE of them are perfect. That’s just reality. It’s not even a sad reality, because the day human beings are perfect are the day they hit the Pearly Gates. Ain’t gonna happen here on Earth.
The view from here tells me that not much is likely to change in the perception of women and their treatment by the time I leave the world, and that makes me sad….very sad, indeed.