At a party a few years ago, a young reporter bounded over to my cluster of social nodders and, with the breathlessness of a born tweeter, chirped: "What's the new hot thing?!"
Without disturbing my mascara, I replied: "Anonymity."
She looked befuddled.
It was never quite clear what feminizing the workplace would mean when women en masse invaded corporate America a generation ago.
Most of us donned our Mao suits, bow ties and sensible shoes and did our best to blend in.
News that women increasingly are the leading or sole breadwinner in the American family has resurrected the perennial question: Why do we need men?
Maureen Dowd attempted to answer this question with her 2005 book, “Are Men Necessary?” I responded three years later with “Save the Males.”...
WASHINGTON - My inner Pollyanna was basking in blissfulness, rolling in the hay of righteous rhetoric, backstroking through the sunny sibilance of aspiration.
Drunk, apparently, on alliteration.
It was a perfect day. Cold but not freezing.
WASHINGTON - In today's world of social media, where everyone's every little thing is on display, it is sometimes difficult to recall a time when exhibitionism wasn't ubiquitous and was, in fact, not admired.
WASHINGTON - "This time, the imbeciles have won."
That was the assessment of French philosopher Bernard-Henri Levy in his remembrance of U.S. Ambassador J. Christopher Stevens.
And he wasn't just whistling "Freres Jacques.