The softer, screechier side of Hillary

When I was seventeen, I proclaimed loudly that if a woman ever ran for President, she would automatically have my vote; but that was before I started tracking Hillary Clinton's cunning scramble for power. She officially lost me with her co-sponsorship of the anti-free-speech anti-flag-burning amendment, but her other actions as senator have convinced me that she is nothing resembling a candidate I actually want to vote for, let alone a likeable human being.

And now that her campaign's officially begun, we're starting to see all the little touches indicating what direction she's going to take. "Let the Conversation Begin" is so nauseautingly passive and nonconfrontational, calculated to offend no one. And the feminist in me can't help but cringe at her rebranding herself as "Hillary" (because she's a woman, not a man, and let's treat her differently! Just like in poker!).

Fortunately, she still seems to shellack her hair into a bulletproof helmet (seriously, when she was elected senator, I saw confetti bounce off it), so it's not too much change, all at once. And the human touches slip through, now and again. Check it:



As Belize says in Angels in America: "The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word 'free' to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on earth sounds less like freedom to me." Sing it, sister.

Labels: not quite like the west wing, sisters doing it for themselves

posted by Liz  # 2:49 PM

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