It was a cold, chilly Tuesday night, and I had just finished my first Microeconomics midterm. I made haste, walking quickly toward the C.C. Little bus stop to find the four wheels that would take me back to north campus. I clutched my phone and realized the United States Men’s National Team would soon play […]
Needless to say, I think this is all malarkey; that is, all of this jargon is merely academic posturing dressed up in high-sounding definitional rhetoric—all to obscure a deeper reality: that modern gender theory is merely a cover under which those confused about their maleness or femaleness can work out their own misgivings, past hurts, and future insecurities under and within what appears to be a large, welcoming tent of legitimacy. It is no such thing.
