So which Naomi do you think I am? The saga of Klein vs Wolf

Maureen O’Hara, the flame-haired ‘Queen of Technicolor’ celebrated for her on-screen chemistry with John Wayne, hated to be confused with Maureen O’Sullivan, who was Jane to Johnny Weissmuller’s Tarzan. But they were both Irish-born Hollywood actresses called Maureen, so it kept happening. I once heard John Sessions describe the time he met the octogenarian O’Hara. He prepared for the encounter by repeating to himself: ‘Don’t call her Maureen O’Sullivan.’ They got on famously until, inevitably, the wrong name slipped out. She took it ‘as badly as you can possibly imagine’.

The public soon lost track of which Naomi was droning on about the genocidal logic of ‘late capitalism’

Likewise, Naomi Klein hates it when people mix her up with Naomi Wolf – hates it so much, in fact, that she’s written a book about it. Since 1999, when Klein published No Logo, a razor-sharp evisceration of cool brands and their Third World sweatshops, she’s been mistaken for Wolf and vice versa.