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Women rule the Airwaves

                   

by The Urban Blabbermouth
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For this fall's television season, I see more shows on network TV with women in the lead role.  There is The Good Wife, Scandal, How to get away with Murder, Madam Secretary, and in State of Affairs, not only are there women leads, the President of the United States is a woman.  In Person of Interest, the woman, Ms. Shaw, is an equal not a supporting role.  She gets to beat up and shoot up just as many people as the male lead.

These TV roles are so juicy.  The women get to strut their stuff and let their ambition run amok. They can be bossy, be mean and nasty, be clever and sneaky, and the viewers just love them.  The TV roles are so unlike movies roles where women are to only look pretty and show cleavage.  The TV roles are so good that movie stars are now grabbing them up.  You need name recognition to successfully audition for a role.  Think Tea Leoni and Oscar winner Halle Berry just to throw some names at you.

This is probably the first season on network TV with so many shows with women leads.  This is significant.  Women in lead roles are common fare on cable TV but cable shows get fairly low ratings, something less than one million viewers per showing.  One showing on network TV is seen by more people - twenty million or more - than a month of shows on any cable channel.  That the high ratings hold up week after week is proof that these women leaders are accepted by America.

All these shows on network TV are changing America.  The country is getting used to seeing women in power positions.  The women are setting an example for women in regular life to follow.  Young women do not have to search for a role model any more.  Young women now have role models thrust in their faces.  Measure up, step up, to your future. 

We see women in power over and over and over, every week.  We see them and start to think, "A woman can do this."  The viewers can imagine women succeeding in non-traditional jobs.  If it's OK in fantasy, it will be OK in real life.  So, in the next election, we may yet choose a woman as President of the United States.

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