Wooing The Press Is An Exercise Roughly

Eric Schmidt Looks Innocent Enough, With His Watercolor Blue Eyes And His Tiny Office Full Of Toys And His Google Campus Stocked With Volleyball Courts And Unlocked Bikes And Wheat-grass Shots And Cereal Dispensers And Haribo Gummi Bears And Heated Toilet Seats And Herb Gardens And Parking Lots With Cords Hanging To Plug In Electric Cars.

Feminism Died In 1998 When Hillary Allowed Henchlings And Democrats To Demonize Monica As An Unbalanced Stalker, And When Gloria Steinem Defended Mr. Clinton Against Kathleen Willey And Paula Jones By Saying He Had Merely Made Clumsy Passes, Then Accepted Rejection, So There Was No Sexual Harassment Involved. As To His Dallying With An Emotionally Immature 21-year-old, Ms. Steinem Noted, 'welcome Sexual Behavior Is About As Relevant To Sexual Harassment As Borrowing A Car Is To Stealing One.' Surely What's Good For The Comeback Kid Is Good For The Terminator.

Washington Is A Place Where People Have Always Been Suspect Of Style And Overt Sexuality. Too Much Preening Signals That You're Not Up Late Studying Cap-and-trade Agreements.

I Don't Understand Men. I Don't Even Understand What I Don't Understand About Men.

When You're Young, And Even At Times When You're Older, It's Hard To Fathom This: What Needs To Be Nurtured Is The Stuff That's Different, That Sets You Apart From The Pack, Rather Than The Stuff That Helps You Blend In.