Now, an all-female gaze press con

It seems there's been much consternation over what we call the classic 'Oops, all dudes!' press conference, where an only-men diplomatic meet was followed by only-male journalists invited in its aftermath. Both hosts and guests, of course, were shocked. Shocked! They had simply invited 'journalists', and it just happened that a bunch of XY-chromosomes turned up. A statistical anomaly, surely, for which the blame should lie in media houses sending 'Talib-friendly' reporters.

But balance can be restored - not through any apology, but through a follow-up 'Oops, all women!' presser. Same podium, same topic, but this time, the room can 'just happen to be' all women. There is nothing that can make things even more impactful than having at least one journalist come in burqa. No need for finger pointing, or diversity statements drafted by wakey wokes. Just a panel of women-womanel, if you will - asking sharp questions, taking notes, and not once referring to their colleagues as 'Bhaisaab'. And if anyone complains? 'Oh, we just invited journalists. It just happened to be all women.'

So next time your event 'accidentally' resembles an old boys' club or fraternity reunion, remember: the best clapback is a well-dressed, well-prepared room full of women who didn't come to play gender politics, but came to report a successful meet between two sets of bros.