I've always called it the Orlando effect, myself.

Ah yes the old "women can't write history" stereotype. WOMEN ARE TOO EMOTIONAL! MEN ARE OBJECTIVE ROBOTS! You're going to cloud all those facts up with feelings since our world's history is known to be completely emotionless!

Female scientist with an androgynous name, backing you up. When the relationship is just e-mail correspondence, I'm brilliant. Finally talk to me on the phone or meet me in person, all of a sudden I'm a drooling idiot. (But my contributions are totally worth attempting to credit to themselves, obviously.)

Is there a name for that effect? "Loved it! > Oh wait, you're a woman? > Hated it"

That is one of the most level, rational, and completely fucking badass take down letters I have ever read. 5 stars

As a writer with an androgynous name, it is truly depressing the number of times I have had people who assumed I was a man abruptly start treating me differently once they discovered I was a woman.

Ugh probs.

he has probs jacked off on all of them

This guy reviewed Catcher in the Rye in 2004. What an ass. If his editors had done the right thing and fired him back then, we wouldn't have to put up with reviews like this now.

Still, thinking I might have something to learn about proper nonfiction scholarship, I picked up Yardley's biography of the writer Frederick Exley—and was shocked to discover that because he wanted to write "a story instead of a study" (emphasis his), he provided not one endnote, which he dismissed as "clutter."…

"Polite evisceration" is exactly it. Well put!

The furious butthurt in the grays is pretty damned funny (but not worth replying to, people! Ignore the misogynistic assholes when they're gray, dismiss them when they reply to you. Make Jezebel a happier place for everyone but the misogynists!).

Actually, I'm grateful to this "ladies' magazine" douchnozzle for bringing attention to this book. It sounds fantastic. Thanks for another book for my reading list.

Well, I'm going to go buy a copy of this book. And I will continue to not buy the Washington Post.

I could not have enjoyed her polite evisceration of this reviewer any more.

now, now, let's not blame the Washington Post; I'm sure they woulda taken her more seriously if she was less attractive.

Gotta love the literary sexism bros. They'll be here any minute with "This can't be sexist because opinions are subjective, so he subjectively just doesn't like women's writing, duh", or something.

I'm guessing the reward for each question was reduced by roughly 20% as well.

His behavior bummed me out so bad.

Leo story— Pre-titanic days: my friends and I kept meeting him out at all these clubs (we were all underage). He invited us to his friend Mike's house up Wonderland Ave. He and Mike were in the back of my car, and Leo piped up, "Dude, you know what I want to do tonight? I want to fuck!" These words singed my…