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The first time I saw Sheryl Sandberg was a few years ago on CNN. It was around 2 pm on a random Saturday afternoon. I remember sitting up, intrigued by her enthusiastic voice and her bubbly face. There was something about her. Something about her vulnerable demeanor and raspy voice that made it look like she was talking to me or people like me.
“What do you tell people who might think that you are too privileged to understand the struggles of ordinary women?” The CNN anchor asked her.
I don’t remember how Sheryl responded but I remember feeling that that was an unfair question. Why shouldn’t she be able to share the advice that has helped her earn a billion dollars with other women? I remember thinking quietly.
“Lean in” became my mantra. Whenever things weren’t working out, I would remind myself to just lean in. She made it OK to struggle with self-doubt and still raise our hands. I chuckled when I heard her talk of going for a meeting and discovering the lice on her daughter’s head. These were ordinary struggles of many women and I was so proud of her for speaking up. For letting the world know of the challenges women go through while raising a family and trying to earn a living. I nodded when she talked of how most of us resent and judge ambitious women while cheering men for the same.
She got it.
And it didn’t matter to me that she probably had hordes of servants picking up after her. It didn’t matter that she most definitely had private jets at her disposal. She was speaking up for women, and in a world so hostile to women's causes, I could never cheer her up enough.
I felt terrible about her husband’s tragic death. I admired her even more when she bounced back. Her courage to share her experiences and her resolution to continue living her life blew my mind.
But now I don't know what to think.
A couple of weeks ago, word got out that Facebook had hired a right wing propaganda machine to discredit and smear George Soros.