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The Baffler,  February 8, 2016

Daily Bafflements

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• Despite the boom in so-called “women’s conferences”—take “The Women in Policing Conference (‘Hear Them Roar!’),” the “Inc. Women’s Summit (‘Be Inspired, Be Empowered, Get Equipped’),” and the “S.H.E. Summit (‘the world’s most accessible women’s empowerment conference’)”—they don’t seem to correlate with the advancement of women,” comments Anne-Marie Slaughter. Here’s Susan Faludi comparing such Lean In feminism with the collective efforts of the “mill girls” in Lowell, Massachusetts, in 1834, in her salvo from The Baffler issue 23.

• Gerry Adams of Sinn Féin has released “My Little Book of Tweets,” a compendium of his digital musings including, prominently, those about bathing: “You might be inclined to read his commitment to keeping the public briefed on his ablutions as a haphazardly staged psychodrama of guilt and purification,” writes the New Yorker, darkly.

• Madeleine Albright and Gloria Steinem are making last-ditch, guilt-tripping, gaffe-ridden attempts to rally up support for Hillary Clinton, so why not revisit Amber A’Lee Frost’s “My Kind of Misogyny: I Don’t Care If They Call a Warhawk ‘Cankles.’”

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