It's women like Hillary who made it possible for your friend, what was his name? Oh yes, for your friend Ba rrack, did I say that right? Okay, for your friend Ba rrack to have the opportunities you young people have in this country. She co-created the SCHIPS program, did you know that? She forced the Wallmart Corporation, all by herself, in the 1970's, to examine it's sexist hiring practices. she shaped the Family Medical Leave Act and pushed it through Congress so I could stay home with you when you broke your arm. Do you remember that?
She fought for and won teaching standards for poor public school children in Arkansas, did you know that? And now there's a whole generation of young adults in Arkansas, black and white, the first, to not suffer for a third world education. She forced the country to look at adoption practices and family law and wrote the standards for it we still use today. She chaired the American Bar Association panel that first set standards to address discrimination against women in the legal system.

Before you were born, when your friend Barrack was a teenager, Hillary Clinton was out there fighting, just her and a very few strong women like her, against sexism in the courts and discriminatory hiring practices, for tougher domestic violence laws to protect women and children -- she was calling attention for the first time to the treatment of women in Islamic and third world countries. She helped make violence illegal against women like Barrack's mother, she helped create those career opportunities for his wife, she made the world, not just this country, safer for girls and young women like his daughters.

She didn't do it alone, but back then there weren't too many other women out there able to help her. And she did it at a time when women weren't supposed to work outside of the home and have real careers, let alone change the world. She did it at a time when women were still second class citizens in this country, when it took being a truly exceptional woman just to get into college. she did it when being a woman in the work world was a difficult task all by itself, regardless of what the job was.

Before there was Oprah, before someone like Oprah could even get an interview, Hillary Clinton was out there slugging for her to get that opportunity. When Caroline Kennedy was still wearing pony pajamas Hillary Clinton was fighting for Caroline's right to have children and a career.

When you call her a "bitch" you are using the same ugly diminishing word that was used to hold her and all women back at that time. Do you understand that? Do you understand that calling her a bitch is akin to calling Barrack Obama a nigger? Do you understand that's the word sexists used to denigrate all women? To subjegate women? to justify violence, discrimination and ulgy abominations against women I can't even describe?

Excuse me sweetie but how dare you talk that way to me, use that word in front of me, use that word to describe her. You wouldn't have the schools you have, the opportunities you have, the protections you had as a child without "bitches" like Hillary Clinton.

no. no. don't you daaare interrupt me. I'm talking now and you're going to listen. I don't want to hear one more word of that crap those sexist vile old bastards have been spitting at her and women like her for 40 years. Not one more fucking word of it, do you hear me? I'm done listening to you trash talk someone who has dedicated her life to making your mother's life safer and fighting for what I deserve. you want to talk about policy, fine. We can talk all night. but I won't hear one more fucking thing about her marriage, her personality or what you and your little friends seem to think of her character. with your, what is it? Five years or so of adult wisdom.

Just what in the hell do you even know about marriage? Or what it's like to be married to an unfaithful man. What. Tell me. Then tell me all you know about "character". and while you're at it, tell me what you know about change.

Do you mean change, as in, let's see, bringing the role of women in this country out of the Middle Ages? Or do you mean change as in getting up every fucking morning for 40 fucking years and fighting for it? Or do you mean living it, with every damn step you make by standing up and refusing to fit the mold you were pounded into. Exactly what kind of "change" are you talking about.

Oh. sorry. I forgot. We're talking about "hope" now. Do you mean "hope" as in "I hope I live long enough to see women the true equals of men?" Because that's what I've been hoping to see change since 1965. It's the hope I've kept alive for you and every daughter and sister out there for close to fifty years.

One last thing. Do you know what happened last night? A woman, a woman, won the California primary for president of the United States. Do you know the first California primary I remember? It was the horrific one back in 1968. I remember watching Huntley and Brinkley try to project the winner and what the outcome would mean, hours before the worst happened. I watched intently because my sister was stumping for Kennedy in Indiana a couple weeks before. You know what? Back then I could have never even imagined a woman winning the California primary or any primary or even running for president. It wasn't that it had not yet been done. No. It was unimaginable, like a 10th color in the spectrum or travel to the nearest star.

And last night I watched Hillary Clinton win the California primary. And New York's. And Massachusetts', New Jersey's, Tennessee's, Arizona's. Not bad for and old evil bitch who's never "accomplished" anything on her own.

So understand something, Obamation, every time you insult her, you insult me. And you insult every woman who busted their ass in the workworld, in our communities, in our homes, to move us all closer to true equality and make possible this great "hope" you all are now able to have. Don't forget who gave you life and wiped your ass and made you do your homework and changed your laws and gave you decent schools and blew out the barriers and made some real change happen so you could even entertain the idea of "hoping" for anything.

Now, pick up the rest of your socks. Breakfast is ready and you're late for school.