I'm 16. On Nov. 5 the Girls Cried, and the Boys Played Minecraft.

[Ocelot II]

5. That's one of the saddest things I've read in a long time.

That last glass ceiling is just as intact as ever, and that girl and all women were just reminded that no, actually, you can't do everything. When I was 16 my future was supposed to be a few years working as a nurse or a secretary or an elementary school teacher, followed by marriage and children. But the women's movement was just getting going and I saw a different future; I went to college and ended up working in two different male-dominated professions. I'm retired now, old enough that I'll never see a woman president, as this election showed me. The young author of this excellent, heartbreaking piece might not, either. Those kids just got set back 50 years.