Women are hungry for good news about how to play like the big boys in tech. That was evident at the Watermark Conference for Women in Silicon Valley last winter. Five thousand people turned out for the first-ever enclave of female tech aspirants to hear how to crack the code of neo-sexism among brogrammers who act like recycled “Mad Men.”
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I was a 70-year-old virgin when I made my first pilgrimage to Burning Man. Hardly an anatomical virgin, of course, but virgin is what veteran “burners” call any stiff who has never dared cross the line from the “default world” – our everyday colorless existence—to enjoy radical self-expression at the greatest party on earth. Hey, it’s never too late to have another adventure!
Last week, I had a great conversation with Robin Gorman Newman from MotherhoodLater.com about late motherhood, which probably always requires some daring. Robin asked about my personal experience as a later mom. Below are some highlights from our interview.
I was a single mom in my 20s when it was really tough back in the 1960s. It wasn’t a cool thing to do but rather shameful. There was no legal remedy for having supported a spouse through graduate school and being divorced before enjoying any of the fruits of his education. It was called a PHT degree – “Putting Hubby Through.” You had to support yourself at a time when women weren’t easily achieving careers, including being a journalist. It’s much easier today, but still not so easy.
In Hillary Clinton’s first economic policy speech this past week in New York, she tracked the income gap between the super-rich and middle class back 15 years. It’s been going on way longer than that.
James Salter knew how to live and how to die. He lived large and died fast.
His sudden passing of a heart attack came as a shock to his friends. But it might well have been plotted by the esteemed novelist, who only two years earlier finally published the most extravagantly praised novel of his famed career, “All That Is.” Salter died at the top of his game.
It’s taken a career in the spotlight, but Hillary Clinton finally seems to be comfortable with her age and her gender.
Hillary Rodham Clinton has always consciously chosen her identities. She’s been a good wife in pink, defending her First Family’s “zone of privacy.” She’s been a grudging bureaucrat in grey, holding off the press with legalese over her tech travails. She’s been a prolific public speaker, earning a pretty penny from everyone from Goldman Sachs to the National Association of Chain Drug Stores.
If you were to drop into the Yoga Shanti studio in Sag Harbor, and were lucky enough to have as your teacher, the founder, Colleen Saidman Yee, you would surely gasp. As she moves gracefully among the yoga mats, you would marvel at the statuesque woman with long ripples of blond hair falling over her chest, and limbs supple as reeds bending in a pond.
She smiles broadly and begins speaking in a voice with the gentle vibrancy of a flute. This is a woman who has cultivated serenity. You can’t help wanting what she has. But how did she get this way?
Two DARING DAMES give us a counter-history of US politics in “Hot Type,” a documentary by Academy Award-winning Barbara Kopple, narrated by editor Katrina vanden Heuvel. It brings to life the incredible 150-year history of The Nation, the oldest continuously published weekly magazine in the United States.
Tina Brown’s Women In The World Summit is having a worldwide impact unimaginable six years ago when it started in a small midtown Manhattan hotel ballroom with 500 people.
In her third year, her conference moved into the massive Koch Theater in Lincoln Center and we heard from courageous women fighting against repressive male leaders, such as Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf, first elected female head of state in Africa.
This year Tina Brown scored a great coup. Her new partner is The New York Times, which has taken over the burden of sponsoring this year’s summit. Tina is virtually blowing the roof off this vast theater with 3,000 attendees stacked up to the third ring.
This article originally appeared in the NY Daily News on Sunday, April 19.
Having barely aged out of sexism slams, Hillary Clinton is now an easy target for ageism slurs.
Sen. Mitch McConnell, a multiply-chinned 73-year-old, compared his 67-year-old former Senate colleague to a cast member from “the Golden Girls.” Last week, 43-year-old Sen. Marco Rubio denounced Hillary as “a leader from yesterday” who is “promising to take us back to yesterday,” even as he attacked Obama’s political courage in taking us into the future with Cuba, a policy Clinton has championed.