You don’t have to love Hillary Clinton to celebrate the impact she just made.
I remember sitting in a bar back in November 2008 with a bunch of other Americans on the campus of our Canadian university. We watched the results of the presidential election roll in with bated breath and beers, and when CNN finally called it for Obama, everyone started crying with joy. It was an incredible and profound moment — full of hope and excitement and understanding that for the first time ever, our president would not be white. I knew that meant something hugely important for all Americans, and something even more personal for black Americans.
Now, eight years later, we are on the brink of another profoundly historic moment — this time, for American women. And on Tuesday night, I found myself brought to tears once again (though at a Beyoncé concert, not a bar) as Hillary Clinton secured the majority of pledged delegates in the Democratic presidential primary on Tuesday night.
Almost exactly eight years after she conceded to Barack Obama, acknowledging that “we weren’t able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time,” Hillary Clinton became the presumptive presidential nominee for the Democratic party. For the first time in U.S. history, a woman is set to represent a major political party in the general election.
For the first time. In U.S. history. Ever. Take a minute to let that sink in. Love or hate or feel totally ambivalent about Hillary Clinton, this is a historic moment.
“Tonight’s victory is not about one person,” Clinton said during a rousing speech Tuesday night in Brooklyn. “It belongs to generations of women and men who struggled and sacrificed and made this moment possible. In our country, it started right here in New York, a place called Seneca Falls, in 1848. When a small but determined group of women, and men, came together with the idea that women deserved equal rights.”
We can tell young girls that they can be anything they want to be, but if what they want to be is President of the United States, there has never before been any evidence that that role is one they could ever fill.
Women and girls in this country have never seen another woman give the State of the Union. We have never seen a woman appoint a Supreme Court justice. We have never seen a woman address the nation as our Commander in Chief in a time of crisis. We have never seen someone who could actually get an abortion holding the power to veto federal anti-abortion legislation. We have never looked up on the walls in our history classes and seen a woman’s face up there alongside George Washington, Thomas Jefferson and Abraham Lincoln. We have never seen our gender equated with the ability to lead the country we live in. We have never seen that glass ceiling broken, and it is maddening.
There is a misguided notion that to be excited about a game-changing moment for American women means you must agree with every single thing Clinton has ever said or done. That seems short-sighted. No, Hillary Clinton is not the perfect presidential nominee. The first woman to become the presumptive presidential nominee for a major political party was never going to be. She’s had to play the game too hard.
As Rebecca Traister put it, back in October 2015: “The time [Clinton has] spent whacking away at an untrodden, weedy path toward the presidency means that she’s lugging decades’ worth of personal and political baggage on her back.”
There are things I don’t love about Hillary Clinton — her relationship to big business, her hawkishness. And there are certainly times when I disagree with her. I don’t anticipate that either of those things will change. But that doesn’t change the fact that Americans live in a country where the head of state has never been a woman. It doesn’t change the fact that representation really, truly matters.
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