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Welcome to the last fully Sheen-Free Zone. I will not be showing exclusive video, lobbing softball questions, indulging tantrums, interviewing conquests or speculating that if you call a guy "Wild Thing" enough times, it will go to his head. Along with all the chemicals.
I will say that I think it's terrible that his father, the president, has to be publicly embarrassed this way.
Instead, I am going to take the high road and offer you a column about Women's History Month.
Hello? ... Hello?
No, seriously, come back, because I happen to know that many of you are or emerged from a woman, and if you can get past the tortured syntax of that last clause, we might all have some fun - and learn a little something too.
OK, or kill a few minutes.
Last weekend, my sweetie and I drove up to the Finger Lakes to escape from signs of spring for a couple of days. We stayed in the village of Seneca Falls, and as we explored the business district for an enjoyable 10 minutes, we discovered we had struck a rich vein of women's history.
Sadly, we weren't sure which one. So when we returned, I went to History.com to find out.
It turns out that the first women's rights convention met there in July 1848. If they did one of the winery tours, maybe via horse-drawn omnibus, I bet it was a blast.
A hundred delegates, men and women, signed a Declaration of Sentiments that launched the campaign for women's suffrage and continued the campaign to get men to talk about feelings.
Suffrage was granted to women in 1869 in Wyoming, a territory at the time; in 1890, when the territory became a state, Congress fought to disenfranchise Wyoming's women, because then all the other girls would want to vote. (Congress is fun that way.)
Wyoming's intrepid pioneers kept their vote. The rest of the country must have been more trepid, because getting the vote for the rest of us took another 30 years.
First Published March 10, 2011 12:00 am
