The comments on my earlier post today have only proven to me how imperitive it is that Hillary Clinton be elected. I was going to post as a comment what I have written below, but I think it would be better served as a new post entirely. I hope that it conveys how truly important this issue is.
I refuse to give up my cry for Hillary because of her husband's past. I refuse to ignore the one good shot women have to get their voices heard. Our one shot at having our issues on the table and not be pooh-poohed by an inherently sexist voice. Our one shot at not having the most powerful man in the world tell us how to understand our bodies, our double-shift, our oppression. Our one shot at a person who has proven she will fight for us. So excuse me if I'm not exactly lining up for an amatuer senator from Chicago or the Nobel-nominated Latino from New Mexico. Neither one of them can comprehend the effect of my status as a woman held down in this patriarchy. That's what the men who have commented have the luxury to not understand. This isn't about who has the least political baggage, it's about my life.