The other day I was at a luncheon with the president of a college (not George Fox), speaking about his job and his focus for education in local communities. He explained, "I believe in God, and that informs everything I'm about...."
That's not the sort of introduction I've come to feel optimistic about.
In discussing student demographics, he mentioned that "56% of the students are women... and," he chucked and said something like, "The other 44% aren't all men. Some of them don't know what they are... I never quite figured that out!" heh, heh, "Can someone explain to me how that works?" heh, heh.
Cue audience guffaws.
Really? That's what we can expect from the president of a college of over 25,000 students?
It was not a safe space for pushback, but I wanted to ask, "Do you know that between 1 in 500 and 1 in 1,500 babies are born in America with ambiguous genitalia? Do you really think it's appropriate to be joking with a bunch of strangers about your own student population? About their genetics? About their bodies? About their identities? Most of whom, you don't know personally? Very classy."
But I didn't. I stayed silent. As most folks tend to do, to avoid rocking the boat.
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