Instruct: Classify a given Amazon review as either positive or negative.
Query: Foolish

There's something about the topic of men in society that attracts gummy-minded writers. As bad as the vaporous Robert Bly and his many imitators are, however, they are paragons of clear-mindedness compared to Susan Faludi. Faludi has stitched together a couple of dozen dreary overlong magazine profiles of an assortment of oddball losers and is now trying to pass the results off as an assessment of men today. This is lazy, but even worse are her Marxoid yearnings for the days when men earned their living in overalls, their faces smeared with coal dust, swinging a sledgehammer. Collecting hardluck stories from gay porn stars isn't reporting. Emptying a reporter's notebook onto a page isn't writing. Fantasizing about the return of John Henry isn't social criticism. At bottom, Susan Faludi's problem is that she mistakes sloganeering for thinking and that she's too wrapped up in her obsolete ideology to notice the difference between the two.