She wrote about class, religion, suicide, nationalism, domestic life, gender, crime, health – and this was all before Marx, before Durkheim, before Weber.
It was all over, the bright beautiful dream they had loved and hoped for, the Cause which had taken their friends, lovers, husbands and beggared their families.
Doesn't mean you can't have humanitarian and family reunification streams, but that is not in my mind the central benefit of an immigration policy for one's own country.
She realized that a new era, marked by extraordinary developments in urbanism, technology, warfare, consumerism, and family life would need to be captured by a different sort of writer.
It all goes back to the very first gigs she booked because even though she grew up in a feminist household and had no interest in fashion, the opportunity was too good to pass up.