When I was a kid growing up, my mom used to go to the Women’s Club meetings at church. Sometimes to a bunco party. With six kids, she didn’t have much opportunity to get out of the house, run the school board or get involved in much more than Scouts and Little League.
You don’t manage a house with that many people in it and not be more than capable, but she was never asked.
When I was in high school, there were no sports for girls. Cheerleading or the dance team? Take your pick.
Last night the field we were never invited onto looked a lot different as the women pushed the boys out of the way.
Tammy Duckworth.
Elizabeth Warren.
Tammy Baldwin.
New Hampshire.
Claire.
Claire.
Claire.
The female body has been a target in the crosshairs of misinformation and just plain bat-shit crazy statements.
Our ovaries capable of shutting down when attacked? Not a chance, but they are well on their way to changing things in ways my mom never imagined.