Scribbling about kicked buckets

The 20th Century is dying, because the people who made it are dying.
"These are heady days to be an obituary writer. Ever since Americaís best-known critic, Susan Sontag, died in late December, there's been a startling slew of Important Deaths. The greatest talk-show host, Johnny Carson. The most famous playwright, Arthur Miller. The most gonzo journalist, Hunter S. Thompson. The most legendary diplomat, George F. Kennan. The most lavishly celebrated novelist, Saul Bellow. The most career-savvy (and politically reprehensible) architect, Philip Johnson. The most irrelevant monarch, Prince Rainier. Not to mention the most infallible pope--at least until the next one. So many big names have passed away so quickly that people have taken to joking about it. When The Daily Show flashed an image of Fidel Castro honoring John Paul II, Jon Stewart's comment was, 'He's next.' If the new century began for most of us on September 11, 2001, the 20th century may well finally have ended with all these high-profile funerals. One by one, the individuals who defined the last sixty years of American culture have been vanishing from the landscape." More here.
One more name. The most scorching feminist: Andrea Dworkin. Who is a really significant feminist today? I happen to think the inequality of women is far and away the world's #1 issue, but where are the pundits to remind us of this?