IF YOU WANT to hear the ultimate feminist horror story, I’ve got it. This past Christmas season I had my annual telephone gabfest with my best girlfriend from college. These calls are always very informative because she keeps up with everybody and goes to alumnae events. It’s never long before we turn very girlish, starting sentences with “You’ll never guess” and exclaiming “Oh, honestly!” Last year was no different, except that one of her news items kicked off with: “You’ll never guess who’s thinking of going to law school.”
That’s an easy one if you’re talking about the general population; of 260 million Americans, only 17 are not thinking about going to law school, so you could name just about anybody and be right. But we weren’t talking about the general population. We were talking about girls who were in college from 1953 to 1957, now the target audience for bladder-control products advertised by June Allyson. Or to put it another way: tempus fidgets.
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