Note to the rookies: Show us, don’t tell
There’s no rush to judgment here, OK?
Nor is there any inclination to misogyny. If you think that, then, please, turn the page.
This is just a gut feeling, nothing more. But gut feelings can get you into hot water these days simply by saying what’s on your mind if it’s not in lockstep with more fashionable points of view, otherwise known as political correctness.
Nevertheless, the feeling here is that it’s better to have a few questions than it is to believe you have all of the answers.
If that makes self-appointed ombudsmen uncomfortable, too bad.
These valid thoughts need not be muffled.
Our own Ayanna Pressley, after becoming the first black woman elected to the Boston City Council, is now the first black woman elected to Congress from Massachusetts. Fine. That’s her past. Now what’s her future?
Michigan’s Rashida Tlaib, now the first Palestinian-American woman in Congress, has already made a big splash with a tongue more toxic than the Flint water supply. It was a brutal first impression.
And then there’s New York’s self-proclaimed socialist, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, who, at 29, is the youngest woman ever elected to Congress.
The initial impression here? She has bounteous charm, an imaginative mind and a great big vacuum where her brain ought to be.
We’ll see. The jury is still out, and hopefully impervious to the shrill rantings of selfstyled suffragettes who think gender is all that matters.
Don’t they understand Congress is not a sorority, nor is it a coffehouse?
Again, it’s a gut feeling, nothing more, but the bestowing of instant celebrity on rookies who’ve barely arrived doesn’t set well here, especially if these susceptible newcomers buy into the notion Congress is lucky to have them.
They may indeed evolve into giants of grace and dignity. It’s happened before: Think Shirley Chisholm. Think Barbara Jordan.
If you think women aren’t well-suited for leadership, consider the mess men have made of things over the years in Washington.
This compelling trio of incoming personalities may wind up being just what’s needed at the Capitol; in the words of Reggie Jackson, they could be the straws that stir the drink.
Why not? It’s possible. But right now, they’d inspire more enthusiasm here if they saw themselves as greenhorns, which is what they are, like a rookie getting his first peek at Fenway Park.
Greatness may be just around the corner, but it has to be earned, not proclaimed.
That’s as true in politics as it is in baseball.
Don’t tell us what you have to offer, ladies. Show us.