It's a Girl Thing: The Presidential Election

It is official. I am ready to declare myself as having officially picked the candidate I am willing to vote for in the Presidential election. I can only fervently hope that this thrills you as much as ALL those survey takers who have been calling my house for the last three weeks to solicit my answer to the same question.

I cast my vote for Hillary. I do. No, I do not like the fact she voted for this war. I do not buy some of her personal and business life choices. Yet she has it over any other candidate that is running today. She has that one ‘IT’ thing that makes me itch to get to that election booth and pull the switch beside her name. Hillary is…

A woman.

Yep, it is all about gender for me. I am not ashamed to admit it and I am not going to sit in the back corner and whisper it over drinks with the girls. I am standing up and proudly saying I am going to vote for Hillary because she is a woman.

She is a smart woman, she is a tough woman, and she has survived more crap thrown at her by men on both sides of the aisle than anyone else in recent political history has. She understands the health care crisis in the US because she has worked on it. She understands the economic crisis of middle-class America because she has worked to help improve our job crisis in New York State. She understands the education crisis, she understands the housing crisis, and yes, she even understands this damn war crisis, and she is sorry she ever voted for it and she wants to fix it.

Here is the other kicker for all you pollsters still salivating for more. If Hillary is not nominated, for the first time since I was old enough to vote, I am picking up my marbles and going home.

I am not voting for another man because in all my years of voting for men, frankly, they just are not getting it. That’s right, fellows, I have voted for your gender all these years and all of you continue to muck it up. Oh, I know, you are all just good old boys but that is the problem – you are all good, old boys. An aisle does not separate you on this fact. Collectively you are programmed to act and react pretty much the same way and

I am among the many who are tired of it. To bring it to your level of understanding – having men run the country has been pretty much like being married and telling your husband to clean up the mess. Most men ignore you, relegate it to the man’s ‘I’ll get around to it’ file, and generally forget the growing intolerable situation out of pure cussedness, until we break down and clean it up for you. This is one of the times in the history of our country where we (I) females do not even care to discuss it anymore. Please, just step out of our way and let us clean it up.

In addition and this may come as another shock to the male consciousness in this country, there are so many countries that have or have had women leaders. They have all survived and seem to be doing fine. No one even questions their country’s testosterone quotient. In fact, no one even thinks about it.

Therefore - men, it will be alright. You will still be able to hold your head up high in the great buffet line of maleness in the world. Moreover, you will not even need a special Hillary ‘nutcracker’ to do it (the person who invented this thing must have really felt threatened) when you get to the desserts. It is time for a change in America. We are the hands that have rocked the cradles of a nation, comforted and succored the poor, the wounded, the hurt and the suffering. We have proved our mettle on and off the battlefield in every war. We are business owners and share leadership in world policy, economics, finance, science, and culture. We are ready to lead and be led by a woman. Hillary for President.