Three decades ago this week, when the Supreme Court made abortion a right instead of a cause of death, women still couldn’t get credit cards in their own names, never mind call themselves “Ms.,” and the old salts at McSorley’s were just getting used to sharing bar stools with the womenfolk. There were no female senators, one commercial airline pilot, and two FBI agents. Sarah Weddington, the young attorney who argued Roe v. Wade, learned of her January 22, 1973, victory from a reporter. She was notified officially by telegram—collect. We’ve come a long way, sort of . . .
A QUESTION OF ACCESS
THE ‘PRO-LIFE’ WAR
WHITE LACE AND PROMISES
MATTER OF DEGREES
APPROACHING THE BENCH
THANKS TO THE ACADEMY
BY THE PURSE STRINGS
VOX POPULI
GETTING INTO THE GAME
HARD TIME
THE INTIMATE ENEMY