I am Woman, Hear me Roar! Uh-Oh.

[Pithicus]

We, my wife, daughters and I, just watched Greta Van Sustern's interview of Sarah Palin's husband in Alaska and my wife says, after they showed him and his racing snow machines "Well, they might run him for president one day" and I laughed. Trying to be "cute" and in my best chauvinist voice I said

"What are you talking about, that's woman's work now!"

And they looked at me like I was referring to washing the dishes, cleaning the house or changing diapers.

What?

I thought it was a hilarious satirical remark. In my mind, I am a cartoon clip on TV or in the newspaper showing Homer (me) in a lounge chair watching Greta on TV with Marge and Lisa when the comments above occur, a parody on how far we have come as a society, that now Presidential politics, a man's world, can be considered by a man to be "woman's work". They've arrived, the feminists have gotten their wish, a woman can do it all, on par with a man. Hillary has put 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling and Palin will break it into shards and go all the way!

Did you ever hear of a book called Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?

Not a smile, or a giggle,....not even a sneer but all they were thinking, although they didn't say it with their mouths but with the look in their eyes, "Yeah, we women will run the country while you're out racing your snow machine and having fun!"

UH-OH - nothing has changed in their minds! UH-OH What will it take for me to learn, we can never win! No matter what. UH-OH.

Suddenly, from their stare at me after my remark I can feel the pain of those 18 million glass shards piercing my body. Luckily, I said nothing more (the acquired wisdom of 57 years on earth as a male of the species, one divorce, 4 kids, a second marriage with a stepdaughter and my live in elderly mother along for the ride - it took me that long for me to learn this?) but through the silence I could hear a still small voice saying over and over,
"Give up! I give up! Give it up! It's over. Give up you fool"