American Women Spoke—Enough!

American Women Spoke Loud and Clear—Enough!

They understood we needed a change in the political direction of our country.

The 2016 election was inundated with politically correct hysteria about the role of women in politics. Women replied loudly—Enough! We don’t need pandering or excuses.

Throughout the 2016 campaign, network pundits, campaign machines, and the candidates attempted to make this election, about women in politics. Now the results are in: President-elect Trump won over 53% of the women vote which was a key voting bloc for both President Obama’s terms. American women understand what’s needed now is a change in the political direction this country. From my experience I’m not surprised.

In my almost forty years of professional life in national politics, legal and business, I have worked for, with, and over women many times and in many capacities. This may be shocking to those crying that America isn’t ready for a women president or wondering what to tell their daughter about anti-woman bias, but women are well represented at every level of the political sphere. In my view it’s not about gender, it’s about the individual.

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In my novels, it’s not a coincidence that all the main characters challenging and changing the Washington, DC power structure are women. They are composites of women I worked with and around whose viewpoints I felt should be heard. Rest assured America, they know what’s happening:

 “Guys like Tony run the program? I haven’t seen such things since the schoolyard,” Leila said after her first meeting with the DC political set.

“What you saw is pretty typical of the Hill,” Rae responded. “Most of these people really don’t know anything about real legislating. So they insult everyone and act like they know everything. To keep the secret of their power.”

“What secret?” Freyan asked.

“That given a reasonable level of intelligence and about a month of learning where things are, any American could be a staff director of any office on the Hill. Actually add in some just plain common sense, and they could be a senator or congresswoman too for that matter.”

“Well if that’s true, how does a guy like him, who was arrested, tried, and convicted for being in the center of the biggest scandal in a decade get to be lobbying again?”

“Oh-my girl,” Rae warmly laughed, “you are inexperienced in DC! Tony is like any high-priced whore. Got his little black book of clients. Remember his testimony sent one congressman to jail. You don’t think that was the only one he had the goods on do you? All he had to do is wave his Rolodex and half the Hill helped set him up real nice over at Barnold Lobbyists. His Rolodex is a goldmine. A lot of skeletons in that closet.”

“And what about that she-bitch from hell? How does somebody like that reach a position of power around here? Make a statement like she made to me in front of others at any company on Wall Street, and they’d hand her walking papers that day, old-boy-network or not.”

“Balli Darrolton’s just another form of Tony,” Rae said, her voice suddenly taking on a serious tone as if Balli was a personal insult to her. Freyan quickly learned why. Balli was a personal insult to Rae and the thousands like her.

“She didn’t need a Rolodex,” Rae said quietly. “Instead of bribes she used her body to get ahead. They sleep with Senators and staff to spy on rival congressional offices and move up the ladder. Some are quite successful.”

Freyan immediately understood. “It’s almost impossible to believe that in this day and age that’s how some women operate on Capitol Hill.”

“What’s impossible about it? Congress exempted themselves from all the antidiscrimination laws they passed for the rest of the nation,” Rae replied. “THEY get to do what they want! Besides, women have been doing it throughout history and men are such fools about sex, it’s as successful today as it’s ever been.”

Rae eased the anger both felt, knowing Balli was an insult to all professional women, “What’s different now is women like Mary, me, or you have the choice. We choose to work at being the best at our chosen careers. A lot of women paid a high price to give us that choice. But it’s our responsibility now! Don’t worry, for every Balli on the Hill there’s hundreds of us and the odds are growing every day. We’re winning. We will win!” (From Resurrection: Americans Awaken ©2014 by WH Wisecarver.  All rights reserved).

In actuality, having a good boss who is a woman is great. They seem to have an innate ability to tell you how wrong you are without insulting you:

“Freyan and Danner walked to the threshold of the large conference room. The woman speaking had her back to them. It was obvious she was in charge; the six midtwenties men and women were focused on her, their laptops and mobiles ignored as she spoke. When Rae Pam Dugent started talking, you didn’t tweet, text, or google, you listened…

“Here is my draft for a rider legislation,” Danner said. Rae immediately started scanning it. Pulling her pen from behind her ear, quickly adding to the paper with her own shorthand. Finishing, she turned to Danner.

“Sloppy,” she said smiling. “Didn’t I teach you any better than this?”

“You tried ma’am,” Danner said chuckling.

“Get out of here,” Rae exclaimed, laughing in mock anger, waving at the door, “Go!—go make yourself useful.” (Ibid. All rights reserved).

I realize today’s politically correct dialogue on women in politics holds any male perspective in disdain, but in my experience, women make better politicians then men due to their lack of a trait most men have in abundance. The difference between men and women is not testosterone, but ego:

“Wait, Pammy. You’re saying in a nation ruled by laws, it’s the individual that’s important?” Mary asked. “Aren’t you disproving your own theory?”

Dugent was about to respond, but Freyan immediately jumped in. “No, Mary. Pam’s point is that the benefit of a written law is directly related to the integrity of the people responsible for upholding it. More laws won’t fix a corrupted system.”

“Not bad for a white girl from the sticks,” Pam said smiling.

“Yeah,” Freyan retorted. “It’s what happens when we start hangin’ around a sister from the hood. Who knows where it might lead if we all started talking to one another!”

The three ladies giggled like school girls, which only enhanced their power, as professionals, and as women. Vauner and Hollis looked at each other with affirmative nods. Both knew men’s egos didn’t have the strength. Male egos far too often demanded one-upmanship and dominance the female of the species didn’t require. Hollis recalled an old saying – ‘A lioness doesn’t have to pretend to be a lion – She’s a lioness!’

The three men sat in quiet admiration of the rapid fire interaction of the three ladies. This wasn’t politically correct “group think” or ego’s fighting for dominance. This was three individual brains, honed in experience and professional expertise, adding to the other. No ego took offense to the challenges of the others. No ego fought for supremacy. All theories subject to critical thinking. All explored and added to in the participation of equals. (From Resurrection: An American Journey (©2016 by WH Wisecarver. All rights reserved).

To the unknowing and inexperienced it may appear that male egos will once again rule in Washington, DC, but from what I’ve seen, American women are more than capable of dealing with it. If you don’t believe me I suggest you quit listening to pundits and pop-stars and go ask the ladies on Capitol Hill.

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Author: WH Wisecarver

Author. USMC & TOPGUN. Senate Leadership Staff & Counsel for SASC. Finance & Merchant Banking. Visit: www.whwisecarver.com

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