Our Harvard overlords present us with a new master, or should we say, mistress

Well, the jig's just about up for the Harvard guys. Or, at least so says Heather MacDonald in this wonderfully mean essay: Harvard's Faustian Bargain America's Oldest University Selects a Dreadful President

For MacDonald, "The feminist takeover of Harvard is imminent." Before her elevation, the ominously named Faust* ran The Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study, where disgruntled Harvard females can always go for whine and cheese.

Now this is the person who is going to replace Larry Summers, a guy who ran the entire Treasury Department of the whole United States, for crying out loud. An article in the Harvard Crimson(will wonders never cease!) gets it just right:

Former University President Lawrence H. Summers’s critics, it seems, should be happily sated: Faust appears to be everything Summers was not. In the stead of a bold albeit tactless social scientist and a former cabinet secretary, Harvard has ensconced a career academic and mid-level administrator culled from the women’s studies henhouse.

Calling all Harvardians: forget the "gender gap" crap; focus on the stature gap.

So what does this dust up amongst our masters mean to us poor serfs here in Cambridge. Probably nothing. The fist that will rule us might well be velvety, but it nevertheless will be a Faust.

*means "fist" in German