May 21, 2008


Dear Hillary

I feel like we've known each other so long. While I never quite bought into the 'two for the price of one' platform you dragged into the White House way back in '93, I secretly applauded you for having the guts to say it out loud. Way too many women push the boys to the front of the line, and then are supposed to disappear into the mist of history. None of that nonsense for you, you non-cookie baker you. I like that. I don't bake cookies either.

Unfortunately, in this media age, your husband seems cut from a golden cloth, and you could do little but pale in comparison. I always believed you were incredibly bright, I always felt you were incredibly driven, you just weren't someone I could ever imagine confiding in. As you know, the men will only pretend to let you play on their team in this business as it suits them, and if a woman doesn't trust another woman, there is no going back. You never really picked a team. And while I will always believe in gender equality, I also believe that men and women are very different.

Bookended by Bush women as you were, those women groomed and trained for the big races like hot house ponies who learn their moves early on - and stick to them - your outspoken personality never stood much of a chance. Think about it; Barbara Bush never sits down to watch a war started by her husband or son without her pearls on.

And then there was the whole who's-he-boffing-now thing. Sigh. Such a stupid hillock to get your undercarriage caught on, don't you think? A generation (or 3) of women held their breath and watched you. This was the chance we needed to see how strong you really were. Do you really believe that a huge percentage of us hasn't faced down this same demon at some point in our lives? We needed to see how this smart, accomplished woman would deal. And you stayed. I know, I know - every marriage is different. But you didn't need Bill...and we wanted you to recognize that.

You've chosen to live on this most public of stages, where the good, the bad and the ugly simultaneously hold hands. You're stuck with the judgment, because we judge leaders and role models and surely as we judge criminals. It would be kind of wonderful if people stopped bugging you about your hair and dress, especially as your husband could have worn the same dark suit every day for 8 years and nobody would have noticed. But that is not who we are; you knew that going in, you watched your daughter go through hell learning it, and if our kids are any indication of our worth, I think you've done a bang up job in that regard.

But what now, Hillary? This was supposed to be a slam dunk, this candidacy. A cakewalk. This was supposed to be your time. Which of course means the straight course was destined to be littered with detours. You know that - when has it ever been smooth? But I worry for you. You've had your eyes so surely fixed on the prize for so long, I think you've forgotten what the prize is. It's not about being named the Grand Poobah. It's about fixing a broken nation. And why do I care? I mean, I sit here up in Canada - not my problem, right?

Wrong. We do care. We have to. Decisions made by your government are killing our young men and women, too. Decisions made by your courts are always watched with a jittery eye on the meter - we are two countries, but we are bound together by many financial, political, environmental and cultural ties. We may be the dysfunctional family that sits around the table together for Christmas, but we still sit around it together. Ferchristsakes, we can't even agree on when to have Thanksgiving, and you even celebrate your anniversary 4 days late.

So, Hillary, where am I going with this? My son came to me yesterday, and asked if John McCain was seriously the Republican candidate. I said indeed he was. While he is a bright lad, he'd felt the thundering and posturing between you and Obama was the contest - he'd forgotten that the real duel was yet to come. He also wanted to know if there was a hope in hell that McCain could actually win.

And I had to tell him that if this crap keeps up, I believe there is. If you and Obama succeed in splintering your party into toothpicks, in deeply dividing the demographic based on gender, age, colour or any other sorting you want to use, McCain may just waltz up the middle and return your country, and much of the world, to another 4 years of this criminal thrashing.

Someone needs to be Solomon here, and stop ripping the baby in half. Twist your kaleidoscope another turn, Hillary, and find a new focus that will make your legacy something that is worthy of you.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lorraine, well said. AS with politicians how can you trust a woman who was shredding documents in the law firm she worked for in Litle Rock to cover up the land transfers/sales that were in question to fund Bill's campaign in his bid for the White House which as history proves, succeeded? I think it is great that a woman is making an attempt at the Presidency but not her. AS for McCain, I'll take fries.

May 21, 2008 11:43 AM  
Anonymous Arlene said...

You REALLY are going to send this to her, right?

May 21, 2008 12:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hmmmmm McCain, has been the really smart cookie here.. and he does not have to bake a one to get the support he needs.

May 21, 2008 12:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bravo. Well said.

May 23, 2008 8:09 AM  

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