“For those in need of a pantsuit, consider some of the options from the fall 2016 runways.”
It’s Thursday, so I have some links for you, Sisterhood readers. A female presidential candidate — not a Jewish one, but one who received a whole bunch of anti-Semitic attacks, on her and her supporters — was just defeated. I’m still grappling with that, and would not be surprised if you are as well.
Here’s a little history for those just joining us: What’s long distinguished anti-Semitism from most other forms of oppression is that this form of bigotry presents itself as an anti-oppression ideology.
Like so many (but not enough) American woman at this moment in time, I sobbed my way through Hillary Clinton’s concession speech. What I feel is despair. And it’s a multifaceted despair: at what it means (women’s-health-wise, for starters) for the GOP to have Congress and the presidency; at what Donald Trump’s win specifically indicates about the continued or perhaps increased acceptability of sexual assault; and, perhaps most of all, at the fact that we came this close to getting a woman president, and then… no. Never mind. Not happening.
Last night, around 11 PM, I called my family who lives in California to hear how they were reacting to the election results. My father, a man who has strong conservative values and cares little for being politically correct, has been a Donald supporter from the start. He’s well aware that his daughter, who spent four years at an all women’s college and now works for a feminist non-profit, supports Hillary. I knew my father would be giddy with delight at Donald’s lead, but I called him anyways because that’s what I do when I’m scared. I call my dad.