Whether you like Hillary Clinton or not, you have to admit, her candidacy has sure opened a lot of old wounds for women of this country. This article in today's New York Times reminds me that we are not quite "there" yet.
The "Iron my shirts" heckling, the "Stop running for president and go make me a sandwich" website, and the "How do we beat the bitch?" question at a McCain campaign event, illustrate that women are still caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Mrs. Clinton's campaign, many women say with regret, did not inspire a deep or nuanced conversation between men and women, only familiar gender-war battles consisting of male gibes and her supporters' angry responses."
In addition to the valid debates between the candidates, we went one step further with Hillary:
"the fixation on her clothes, even her cleavage; chronic criticism that her voice is shrill; calls for her to exit the race; and most of all, the male commentators in the news media who, they argue, were consistently tougher on her than Mr. Obama."
(There was a very funny Saturday Night Live skit about this last point where they asked Obama during a mock televised debate "are you comfortable, can we get you a pillow?")
The article, peppered with examples of sexism in in the workplace, reminded me of one of my own experiences early in my career. The head of the tax department at my "Big 8" accounting firm took me out for a mentoring lunch. This should have been a big windfall for me, receiving the guidance of the head of the tax division.
His advice? "Maybe if you didn't smile so much, that might help."