As a consumer of culture in its many forms, I should admit: I looooove SATC. Oh baby, do I. I like nice dinners and white people and couture. I like sex, I like talking about sex, I like forcing my boyfriends to talk about sex, I like writing about sex, I like eating while talking about sex, etc. I also like women’s rights. Women’s rights to choose, women’s rights to shoes, women’s right to booze, and the fact a woman is running for president in 2008. Me likey. Sex and the City cannot be a shifting force of animal and evolutionary drive in and of itself . I do not like thinking that a movie in and of itself can change the course of a sexual culture…I’m pretty sure it’s not that simple. Or, perhaps, if it is, then let’s talk about internet porn and the fetishization of prisoners at Abu Ghraib alongside it. — oooh, can we?