Disclaimer: West Wing doesn't belong to me... It's Mr. Sorkin's... And the song
lyrics ain't mine either... That belongs to the WWF (no wise-cracks).
NOTES: This just kinda happened into my brain... Don't know if it's any good or
not... Just thought I'd share it and let yall be the judge.
Don't treat me like a woman
Don't treat me like a man
Don't treat me like you know me
Just treat me for who and what I am
I'm so much more
I'm so much more
I'm so much more
I'm so much more than that.
***
I am a woman.
I am a strong woman.
I can make a grown man cry if I wanted to.
I am the Press Secretary to the President of the United States.
But sometimes I feel like a no one. There are times when I feel as if I'm in
a boy's club. Don't get me wrong, I love my job. And I love the people I work
with... I love them dearly.
But sometimes ... sometimes I just want to stand in the middle of the Oval
Office and shout, "Hey guys! Over here! Remember me?! I have something of
value to say too!"
And then there are times when I feel as if I'm squarely in the middle of the
boy's club... I feel as if I'm a member. As if I was one of the guys... There's
something ... disconcerting about that feeling too.
Sometimes I wonder if they ever see me ... me... Claudia Jean. There's so much
more to me than what they see...
I'm a woman.
I'm strong.
I'm smart.
But I'm so much more than that.
I'm CJ Cregg, Press Secretary to the President of the United States of
America.
~~~
My boss has a sensitive system.
I tell him that all the time. Somewhere in between talking on the phone and
digging up bits of information, I find the time to remind him that he has a
delicate system.
I like to ask him questions. I like to know as much about what's going on at
the White House as possible. Sometimes ... all right, most of the time, I just
ask questions to hear his voice.
I like to hear his voice.
There was a brief moment when I wondered if I'd ever hear his voice again.
But, thank God... I hear his voice everyday. And I know that voice. I can tell
you what kind of mood he's in just by the sound of his voice.
But sometimes, I wonder if he even knows me. Sometimes I wonder what he
thinks of me. I think he sees the old me... The person I was before the
President was elected.
But I'm so much more than that.
I'm Donnatella Moss, Deputy to the Deputy Chief of Staff of the President of
the United States of America.
~~~
I get a lot of flack for being a blond woman. I mean, people can make snap
decisions just because I have blond hair, long legs and I'm a woman, to say
nothing of the fact that I am a Republican, and that is something for which I
get a great deal of flack for being.
I was banished to the steam pipe distribution venue for being a blond, leggy,
Republican woman... And for opening a big can of whoop-ass on Sam Seaborn ...
to
coin a phrase I heard from the man who has been the kindest to me since I
began this job.
I wonder if they take me seriously. Or if I'm just a big joke to some of the
people up there...
I'm not a dumb blond.
I'm not stupid and I'm not mean. Stupid and mean are not words that should be
used in the same sentence with the word Republican... Because we're not either.
I'm a blond woman.
I'm a Republican.
But I'm so much more than that.
I'm Ainsley Hayes, Associate White House Council to the President of the
United States of America.
THE END
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