Will the world ever be ready for a female American president? Especially, God forbid, one with bad fashion sense?
Look, I love Obama as much as the next South African. It was a thrilling election night: we were collectively moved and touched when Barak Obama took to the stage to acknowledge victory. It was exciting, emotional and all the things the election of a man with such obvious potential for greatness should be.
But I have to confess to being a little disappointed when things did not work out for Hillary Clinton, simply because I was hoping for a sister in the White House. Although there’s no denying the hope, energy and potential of an Obama presidency. As Judy Sikuza writes elsewhere on this site: “Being South African, I can almost equate this experience to how people must have felt in 1994 when former president Nelson Mandela was elected.”
As the world watched, America’s victorious president-elect walked onto the stage, briefly accompanied by his wife, Michelle, and his two daughters. The next day, newspapers – including those in South Africa – carried the photograph of Barak embracing his wife, highlighting that intimate moment when he kisses her on the nose. As Roy Greenslade describes, they are images of “mutual joy at a moment of triumph. Mostly though, they illustrate the love between the US president elect and his wife of 16 years.”
And then the media swiftly moved on to more important matters: such as what the world thought of Michelle’s dress. South African newspapers couldn’t resist the lure of trash. In the Eastern Cape, we had the Herald running AFP’s take on the New York Times story, ‘That Dress? Everyone has an opinion’, on its front page. Beginning with the ridiculous statement that “some of the most heated conversations on the morning after election night centered on Michelle Obama’s dress”, writer Ruth la Ferla runs through the positive and the negative, ending with the promise that we’ve at least got “four lively years of fashion-watching at the White House” to look forward to.
The Times, which is delivered free to my home (almost) every week day, carried a front-page promo box on Friday, November 7: “Mrs Obama: meet America’s classy first lady”. The story, originally published by the Times of London, is not to be found on our Times’s website, which is a pity as the offensiveness is highlighted by the edit.
I don’t think I’m exaggerating if I say I can’t recall reading a more sexist, demeaning collection of words about powerful women such as Michelle Obama and Hillary Clinton. Journalist Sarah Vine describes Michelle as attractive in a “normal” kind of way. What the hell does that mean? Oh, she’s neither “too sexy” nor too sassy. She is, we’re told, the “personification of sanity”. (How unusual for a woman!)
Clinton, together with Eleanor Roosevelt, are, of course, described as “ball breakers”. “They have their own careers, their own lives and their own minds”. OMG! Their own minds? Really?! You mean, they’re women who can think for themselves?
But perhaps the most perplexing aspect of the article is its closing lines: “It is not often one can go to sleep safe in the knowledge that there is an educated, intelligent, sensible female voice being heard in the corridors of power.” Ah! Thank God. I can sleep now. No more long nights, worrying about the subversive power of First Ladies everywhere, who must be whispering uneducated and ridiculous “womanly” ideas into the ears of the world’s most powerful men.
Perhaps I’m just angry with Sarah Palin, whose stupidity gave Americans the excuse never to even consider electing a female president. But, really, I’m disappointed that, in 2008, we’re still dedicating column centimetres to what women wear and other drivel. I suspect that until we move away from what we look like to what women are doing, we will never see a woman in the White House. Not even one who can think for herself.