Out of the race

Hillary’s hair is short, clipped, elegant but not available. Her hair like her remarks at the Democratic National Convention as she opened her speech with its sense of accomplishment and its underlying loss stood for a woman who was “out of the race.” I don’t mean out of the political race because she’ll never be out or down. I mean off the racetrack of sexual love. Here’s how she opened her speech: “You know I’m here as a proud mother, as a proud Democrat, as a proud senator from New York, a proud American and a proud supporter of Barack Obama.” Who was left out here? Bill. She is proud of their legacy but she is not a proud wife. She is not a proud lover. She could not say anything like what Biden would say the following night: Jill “leaves me speechless and breathless.”

Hillary at sixty stands for Men A Pause and her hair is the mantle of that mantra.

My hair is shoulder length now – and snow white. I am no virgin princess, but I sure want the fairy tale. I want to go to sleep and be awakened by my prince.