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On a recent Friday afternoon made precociously dark by daylight savings time, I spoke with English professor Peter Travis, who occasionally teaches a women and gender studies course called "The Masculine Mystique."
Femininity. The term tends to conjure up images of lips, breasts, hair and high heels. Women who society considers "feminine" tend to fully embrace the attributes that delineate them from men, creating a greater physical, and perhaps social, gender divide.
In his recent article "Right and Right' (Nov. 18)," Jordan Osserman quips: "I guess that means I'd better start apologizing to the Interfraternity Council." While doubtless intended as a snide remark to further belittle our fine institution, it is actually the best idea he has had yet. Osserman's complaints against the fraternity system are as incorrect and ignorant as they are self-serving and self-righteous. While I hate to grant Osserman the attention it seems he so desperately seeks, I feel obligated to provide campus with another perspective lest they be misled by his egregious claims.
Other than the general desire to remain "a small college," there is nothing that unites Dartmouth students and alumni like the Greek system. Whether it's Hanover Police threatening to enact sting operations ("Stricter alcohol plans outrage Greek orgs.", Feb. 5) or the administration proposing broad changes, such as with the Student Life Initiative ("Trustees to End Greek System As We Know It'", Feb. 10, 1999), "those who love it" have rallied to protect our social system: an open, flexible, alumni-supported collection of fraternities and sororities. But when it comes to Dartmouth's greatest problems binge drinking, sexual assault and gender relations it is this unique set of circumstances that not only facilitates these issues, but perpetuates them.
'11 Premed: Like, your grades don't matter if you want to be an ibanker, you just have to be in Theta Delt.
So whether you spend your Thanksgiving back home or at Dartmouth, with family or with friends, never underestimate the power of this really delicious and comforting dish. Or a pair of really stretchy pants, for that matter.
We have decided, here at The Manual, to discuss this week's theme of gender as it relates to the fashion community at Dartmouth and the larger fashion world. Gender is frequently seen as the fundamental inspiration for fashion lines. When considering design and construction, designers frequently fall back to the male-female gender binary creating tired, uninspired lines that don't push any boundaries or provoke any questions. For these reasons we have become highly intrigued with the concept of androgyny in fashion.
I just want to be able to order a meatless egg-white wrap on whole wheat from the Hop without my masculinity being questioned.
I have something to admit. I feel like now that we've been together for a while I can open up to you a little more. It's time for me to be honest. While I'm exceedingly nervous to reach this step in our relationship, I pray that this moment will not affect your feelings for me and that it may, in fact, bring us even closer.
My father has always fiercely believed that I am endlessly capable. He used to say to me when I was only five years old that I owed it to Eleanor Roosevelt to be a great woman, because everything she did, she did for me.
Upon approaching Kate Taylor '13, a Sexpert and a Sociology major with a concentration in women and gender studies, I noticed she had two documents open on her computer. One was a paper for her "Women and the Bible" class entitled, "Potiphar's Wife: Sexual Independence and the Status Quo," a critical essay exploring biblical portrayals of female sexuality as unnatural and demonized due to the androcentric culture of the time. The second was a rough draft of the weekly Sexpert newsletter, "The Hump-Day Gazette," co-founded by Taylor, which comprised of articles with names like, "Girl Meet Gyno," "A Cherry from a Different Fruit Tree" and, my personal favorite, "Strong Woman, Strong Hymen."
We are both drunk girls, but we also both have penises (what up Lady GaGa). We sink fulls and halves and occasionally (by occasionally, we mean never) get golden tree'd. We were going to write about how pong is the great gender equalizer, but then we blacked in, put down our lemonade Four Lokos and Gusanoz especial and remembered, oh wait, that still really isn't true we are the exception because we are post-gender and mid-alcohol poisoning.