This story by Naomi Wolf four years ago in New York magazine made me hate Ivy League schools (well, even more than I already did). It came out right around the time I was applying to college, and the schools I dreamed of were mainly not in the Ivy League anyway - I had my eyes on New York University (ummm, I got in, thx), not Harvard - but this story, about universities ignoring complaints of sexual harassment from female students and graduate assistants about famous, high-profile professors, didn't help their reputation much.
Now, five years later, Wolf - who has continued writing with books like "The Beauty Myth" and "Promiscuities: The Secret Struggle for Womanhood" - has announced that she's working on a new project hesitantly titled "A Cultural History of the Vagina." And, I'm torn. I don't really like knowing that much about my anatomy (look, vaginas freak me out), but I also enjoy learning more about how patriarchy treats women like crap. So maybe I could check out the book, but skip over the word "vagina?"
What a hassle. This is why people don't read.