Season changes always seem to direct our attention to the natural world, and through that, our true selves. Maine writer and sister siren Susan Casey gives us a lovely meditation on the […]
Readers, take a look at the soon to be released Best American Essays, edited by Ariel Levy, and you’ll find not only amazing pieces and authors selected for inclusion, but an awe-inspiring list […]
What if we got outside ourselves and there / really was an outside out there, not just / our insides turned inside out? What if there / really were a you beyond […]
Tall, dark and lacking flexibility, Ricky (not his real name) nonetheless came faithfully to yoga. I often imagined this translating into an eagerness to please in bed. He was flirtatious and chatty […]
So true–all our private thoughts behind the syllabus and in front of the room: “The goals and outcomes I am required to put on my syllabus make me depressed; they are the […]
Back-to-school often means back-to-sports. It’s a time to reconnect with old friends and meet new ones while engaging and challenging the body and mind. We play sports for the challenge, for fun, to stay fit, and/or because we couldn’t imagine doing anything else. However, not all women feel comfortable enough with their own bodies to get moving.
To continue our conversation about anonymous online professor rating systems, here’s a study on the massive sexist bias female academics must contend with. From the article “Female Academics Face Huge Sexist Bias – No Wonder There are So Few of Them” by Laura Bates: “Reviews of male professors are more likely to include the words ‘brilliant,’ ‘intelligent’ or ‘smart,’ and far more likely to contain the word ‘genius.’ Meanwhile, women are more likely to be described as ‘mean,’ ‘harsh,’ ‘unfair’ or ‘strict,’ and a lot more likely to be called ‘annoying’.”
Shaindel Beers shares a story much too common for female faculty members. Her essay, “Hundreds of Dollars,” covers the uncomfortable manipulation of men in power who feel entitled to women’s bodies in exchange for doing them a favor.
by Susana H. Case In the street, I find an acoustic guitar, no name on it, so I decide it’s mine and learn some chords from a pretty boy ten years younger […]