… while my sons do have a President Obama action figure, they aren’t growing up with a crucifix above every bedroom door, or a framed portrait of JFK. Instead they wonder at all the men pictured on their American presidents kiddie placemats. “Where are the women presidents?” they ask.

We don’t live in the past, or in a Disney cartoon.

The day after Hillary Clinton’s historic primary victory, the Berkeley Hills were alive with speculation about her VP pick. I was surprised when my suggestion of Elizabeth Warren was met with “nah, that’s too many women,” or “it’s too risky to have two women on the ticket,” or “no one will vote for a two-woman team.”