Here, on the Third Rock From the Sun, some of you are at the helm in nations near and far. Some of you have been enslaved in countries we rarely have a glimpse of in the news.
Plus, some of you are dying for lack of care. Some of you are fighting wars. Some of you are being abused and hacked to death. Some of you are carrying bricks in bonded labor in exotic countries to the East. Some of you are playing soccer on our side of the pond.
And still, some of you are cooking lunch and getting your kids ready for school. Some of you spend years of your lives picking up your kids from school.
Some of you are just taken for granted. Some of you don't even know you could be what you want to be.
As the Sun comes up every morning, may you accomplish much more than you have so far while keeping in mind that there are still some of you still under the yoke of tyrannies, ideological or otherwise.
Of course, some of you are not superwomen; it is written in songs, watch: