If you somehow managed the patience to read my previous neverending post, and you feel like washing the icky feel of Catharine MacKinnon out of your system, I suggest Sandra Tsing Loh's astute review (from the Atlantic Monthly, via Powell's Review-a-Day) of the recent essay collection "Mommy Wars". In stark contrast to MacKinnon's bizarre, reality-free jumble of innuendo and overheated rhetoric, Tsing Loh's sensibility is firmly moored in real problems faced by women. Also, (1) she writes with a light and witty touch, and (2) when she chides someone for intellectual sloppiness, she does it firmly yet gently --- two qualities that, erm, I possess in somewhat lesser degree.
Which isn't to say that the central conceit of her review --- i.e., that a collection of essays by privileged upper-class women evinces a few blind spots w.r.t. race and class --- is a particularly subtle or penetrating insight. But I believe there's some value in marshalling evidence in the service of obvious conclusions sometimes. At least, I'd better believe that, because the vast majority of what I write on this blog basically consists of pointing out the obvious.