Why is that ape wearing heels?

On this day, the interwebs brought me an interesting story.  There is this song from the C&C music factory: Things that make you go hmmm.  This story is one of those things that make you go hmmm.  You can look up the names “Pamela Ramsey Taylor” and “Beverly Whaling”, and get the general idea of what this story is about.

It’s basically about a woman freely expressing her relief that there will be a first lady in the White House who is more suitable to her sensibilities.  She uses very interesting wording, which may lead you to believe she’s some racist, or at the very least kind of clueless.  She gives apology, and the common refrain of “ask my friends, I’m not a racist!”.

Not wanting to get into all that name labeling, I just thoughts I’d drop a few words here to remind myself what really beautiful classy strong women look like.  So, here’s my short list of beautiful, strong, classy women who I would not have minded seeing in the White House over the past couple of hundred years.

  • Sally Hemmings
  • Harriet Tubman
  • Josephine Baker
  • Wilma Rudolph
  • Rosa Parks
  • Marie Daly
  • Diana Ross
  • Maya Angelou
  • Florence Griffith Joyner
  • Condolleeza Rice
  • Serena Williams
  • Rihanna
  • Michelle Obama

A slave lover to a president, a slave emancipator, entertainers, sports figures, scientists, poetic and prophetic thinkers, and world tinkerers, beauties, and sports beasts. They’re all there and tons more like them exist. They might be ‘apes’ if by that we really mean “primate”, meaning “prime, of the first order”. These ladies are all of the first order, top of the top, and any one of them could be fit to be in the White House.

I don’t think it’s helpful to shame such people that make what feel like politically incorrect statements. It just drives them underground, and in private, with their like minded friends, their echo chamber commentary will self reinforce, and erupt later forms more destructive and extreme. Rather, I would like to meet such commentary with open arms and say “what really bothered you about that? I want to understand…”

But alas, this is the day of Twitter, and; squirrel…. distraction. This story will pass, the echo chamber will exist, and everyone will run along to their next distraction.

In the meanwhile, I’m going to continue to think about which guy will look good as a first husband, when we finally get around to electing a woman to the White House.

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