I was thinking about Olivia Munn recently. Not just because she posed in Playboy and Maxim--although my thoughts did linger there for the briefest of moments, I will admit--but because of the hoo-ha surrounding her ascension to the realm of Daily Show correspondent and what this means about women in comedy, sexism at the Daily Show, and feminism in general. Jezebel kicked things off nicely with a little ditty that made me hate on Jon Stewart a little bit--that sexist boy's club bastard--but then the women of the Daily Show responded with what Sarah Hepola astutely labeled a "saucy rebuttal," and now I'm back to loving Jon again.  And, of course, for Olivia's perspective, you could do worse than reading Sarah's excellent interview yesterday in Salon.

And then, of course, I start thinking about old training films from the 1940s, where men were instructed on how to deal with all these new women in the workplace.  With all the men off at war, how were these factory supervisors supposed to handle all the Riveting Rosies and their lady brains? Commissioned by the U.S. Office of Education, this little gem of antiquated sexism helps put this current kerfuffle in perspective.  Sure, the male correspondents may outnumber the female correspondents on a popular liberal late-night comedy/news program, but don't forget, big picture, you've come a long way, baby.