Category Archives: Self-Promotion

Talking Basic Income Guarantee on Stossel

At the beginning of this month, I got the chance to appear on the John Stossel show on Fox Business network to talk about a welfare-reform proposal known as the “basic income guarantee.” Because this is TV, we sort of dance around the idea of what that actually means; if you’re interested in learning more, I suggest you check out Matt Zwolinski’s Cato Unbound piece on “the pragmatic libertarian case for a basic income guarantee” and/or Dylan Matthews’ recent Vox explainer.

But first!, you should obviously watch my Stossel segment, below. (If it’s not already cued up properly, economics professor Ed Stringham and I come in around the 14th minute.) And here are some fun screengrabs of us making terrible faces, because obviously.


I recorded a bloggingheads segment Monday with Conor Friedersdorf for his channel on I guess you call this “vlogging.” I have been vehemently opposed to vlogging (ask Rachel Steinberg) since 2006, because no one looks good in web-cam close-up. Also because a lot of bloggers are better writers than talkers, including me. But I talked to Conor for nearly an hour, about: men’s role in feminism, Hugo Schwyzer, James Poulos, women’s ‘privileged relationship’ to the natural world, subsidizing birth control, vasectomies, my partisan political apathy, Gary Johnson, what’s new in eating disorders, David Brooks, Phoebe Maltz-Bovy, ‘elites’ behaving like traditionalists, goat cheese and arugula, old-fashioned cocktails, Portland bartenders migrating to Los Angeles, the farmer’s markets of Indiana, D.C. media culture and the things you’re supposed to say on the Internet. Anyway, here’s the test clip I sent Conor & my very first test vlogging attempt:
I swear I get a little better. You can check out the whole thing here.

New Gig // Blisstree

I’ve been guest-blogging at Blisstree this week! Blisstree is the part of the portfolio of B5 Media sites—Crushable, The Gloss, and the newly-launched Mommyish and The Grindstone—focused on health, wellness and things of that ilk. It’s been in the Favorites folder of my Google Reader for a while now, ’cause 1) its features a lot of alternative/natural health and nutrition content, the kind of stuff that many women’s sites shy away from, and b) it’s feminist-tinged, without being an explicitly feminist site. Plus, it’s got a low-key, earnest but insouciant sort-of vibe. Anyway, here are my first four posts:
  • The Paralysis of Analysis: Stop Overthinking … “I used to feel that the best way to go about stuff is to feel every emotion and not suppress a thing,” my friend told me. “That’s the wrong wrong way.”
  • Sunscreen Lingo Exposed: How to Decipher Sunscreen Labels … Once upon a time, sunscreen was sunscreen, and your biggest concern was higher or lower SPF. Then lo and behold ingredients in some sunscreens are found to actually accelerate the growth of skin cancer. Ingredients in others may disrupt your hormones. Should you chuck it all and reach for the baby oil? Not yet …
  • Know Your Honey … Whatever the verdict on honey and allergies, there are still plenty of ways honey can be beneficial (beyond tasting good in your tea). But not all honey is created equally!
  • I Was Orthorexic, and I Didn’t Even Know It … On my progression from the High Americana diet of my youth, to disordered eating habits, to eating for health, to focusing too much on eating for health, to … normality? Well, most days!

Appeal for Pity Followers

You know who reads my blog? My friends. And sometimes my second-cousin Johnny. Some of my friends happen to be journalists. Which even means, occasionally, I get linked to from fancy places. What I’m trying to say here, though, is that my readership is abysmally low. Which has never really bothered me. ‘Cause like I’ve said before, I’m not really A Blogger. Though I have been trying to blog more regularly lately. And sometimes I like to think, well, maybe at least some people read what I write in their RSS feeds. Yesterday, however, I made the mistake of checking how many subscribers I had in Google Reader. Wanna know how many? Seven. This makes me die a little bit inside. Even countering for spambots, I’ve got a couple hundred twitter followers. About a hundred people subscribed to my Reader shared-items feed. So … SEVEN? Come on, guys! Look, here’s my feed: Just put it in your Reader, okay? You don’t even have to check it! Put it in that folder of things you never look at. Put it in that folder of blogs you habitually Mark All Read unless you’re stuck in traffic or on a desert-island with really good 3G reception, okay? I won’t know the difference! Phoebe Maltz says, “no blogger in his right mind should expect readers beyond” immediate family members and Google-happy exes. But I’m a really nice girl, okay? Ask my second-cousin Johnny. If nothing else, you can write it off as your good deed for the day. Deal? And if I need to, I’ll post more pictures of baby koalas. Everyone likes baby koalas. [Addendum: As JP Blanks was nice enough to point out to me, my old RSS feed stopped working in November. Which, come to think of it, is when I switched CMS platforms. And I didn’t even think about this, so I didn’t tell anyone to update their feed. Moral of this story: I’m an idiot sometimes. Carry on!]

‘Game Over: Pickup Artists & Social Conservatives Hook Up’

  00y0y_dFBFcyalVYG_600x450I’ve got an article in the winter/spring issue of Doublethink Quarterly on conservative women writers’ discovery of  “The Game.”
For socially conservative writers, PUAs provide a way to vindicate their otherwise past-oriented views about marriage, sex, and cultural decline by squeezing them (never quite comfortably) into the framework of the cutting-edge. It’s relevance by any means necessary. And so Game devotees are transformed from an assortment of bitter and manipulative losers, deviants, and wimps into the logical response to a “feminized” culture. They are a tribute to our biological imperatives, which will surface irrepressibly from under the tight lid of political correctness and feminism. They are what the sexual revolution has produced, and their attitudes and antics will become “the new normal” if we don’t just, you know, declining marriage rates birth control no fault divorce single mothers ready abortion sex ed.
In the end, it all seems to turn (for both PUAs and certain social cons) on a paranoid conviction that, because of some heretofore unseen combination of cultural and biological circumstances, a large subset of marriageable men will be “denied access” to the wives owed them; women will either choose to go the child-rearing route alone, climb from hypergamous match to hypergamous match, or be part of an alpha males’ harem of offspring-producing females; and nuclear family life as we know it will cease to exist.
Fun article to write (and hopefully a fun article to read!). More here >>>