Last night I made small talk with a friend as I sipped red wine and munched on a piece of raw radish plucked from an elaborate vegetable tray behind me. We were standing in a room full of mostly women, and we were waiting for Ruth Bader Ginsburg to arrive. It was the 30th anniversary celebration of the International Women’s Health Coalition, a great organization that promotes and protects the sexual and reproductive rights and health of women and young people — particularly adolescent girls — in Africa, Asia, Latin America, and the Middle East. (I would know — I used to work there.)
But the mood in the room was more anticipatory than celebratory. One woman looked over ...