Aspasia, eat your heart out. Charlotte Allen awards the palm to Helen Gurley Brown.
No, I am not that interested in the woman, but Allen’s portrait of Brown at The Weekly Standard provides a corrective of sorts to the Florence King one I linked to below, by emphasizing the gap between Brown and just about anyone who called themselves a feminist.
The Classroom Heals the Wounds of Generations
“Hope,” wrote the German-American polymath Eugen Rosenstock-Huessy, “is the deity of youth.” Wholly dependent on adults, children…
Still Life, Still Sacred
Renaissance painters would use life-sized wooden dolls called manichini to study how drapery folds on the human…
Letters
I am writing not to address any particular article, but rather to register my concern about the…