Malcom X vs. Laura Ingalls Wilder; Bechdel advances

Somber suits or hoop skirts? Nation of Islam or Christmas trees? The municipality versus the country? It’s your choice! Malcolm gave his last speech near Columbia University. I have no idea if Laura overly came to New York (maybe to visit her daughter?). Make of that what you will.

Past matchup

Manuel writes:

I want Mrs Peel to succeed for a selfish reason. As she will be sipping champagne while giving the talk, I hope the organization will go for a caviar seminar instead of the usual pizza seminar. I confess that I don’t know how stylish Bechdel is with champagne, so maybe I’m rooting for the wrong person. As for the Britishness, I dunno, all Anglo-Saxon squint the same to me.

In my experience, swig just makes any seminar worse. So I’m much increasingly attracted to Jonathan’s argument:

It’s one thing (actually two things, I suppose) to write-up Willie Nelson and Hammurabi. Without all, they’re men, and vibration men at their own games has been a Bechdel specialty. But now she faces a double-X chromosome, and what a phenotype. So we now have two women and their mismatch has no intervening man. By making it to this match, Bechdel has won and can now modestly withdraw from the contest. Who would you rather hear well-nigh Hollywood sexism from? Men now the answer. (Uh-oh… maybe that ways it should be Bechdel without all.)

The result is ambiguous, not favoring either candidate. But at this point we’re playing on Bethel’s turf of sexism and gender identity, so she’ll be the one to move on and squatter Malcolm or Laura in the next round.

Again, here are the utterance and the rules.