I was going to write a rant here about how Obama was the exemplary first African American candidate for President while Clinton was never the ideal choice for women, but I think Meghan O'Rourke has already done it in her latest post on Slate, "How Hillary Clinton Went Wrong." Check it out in full yourself, but here's an excerpt:
In this regard, Clinton never really was the first American
matriarch. Instead, she may be best remembered as our last patriarch.
The more her campaign floundered as Obama offered ecstasy and she
didn't, the more masculine and hard-nosed she made herself out to be.
Cannily reversing gender roles, she told Obama supporters that if he
couldn't "take the heat" he should "get out of the kitchen"—a
subtle put-down of her own gender aimed at working-class male voters
who wanted reassurance that Clinton was manlier than the girlie men the
Democrats had of late been nominating. Her supporters (among them, Sen.
Evan Bayh of Indiana) invoked stories of steelworkers waxing
enthusiastic about her "testicular fortitude." While Obama went on rhetorical flights about hope, she compared herself to the hyper-masculine Rocky Balboa—an
underdog, to be sure, but a stoic one who keeps getting up. None of
this was accidental, even if the source wasn't always Hillary herself.
She was "manning up." Over the years, her hair had grown shorter, and
her make-up thicker, like a mask. She played the men's game so well
that James Carville eventually quipped, "If she gave [Obama] one of her
cojones, they'd both have two."
I'll just add that Obama's true strength is that he never stopped being himself. Despite all the attacks, despite all the adversity, he never lost his cool and he was always cordial and composed. That's a president, and that's why he'll win in November in a landslide.