Tag: gender

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Panty Raid

“She is a tech bro — except she’s a woman, trying to sell underwear. Or, as she sees it, innovating in the ‘period space.’” A profile of Miki Agrawal, founder of Thinx.

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On Gawker’s Problem With Women

A former staffer on how the company failed its female employees.

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How Men's Rights Leader Paul Elam Turned Being A Deadbeat Dad Into A Moneymaking Movement

An investigation into the past of a prominent voice in the men’s rights movement.

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The Fire on the 57 Bus in Oakland

A black 16-year-old lights a white, agender 18-year-old’s skirt on fire while riding the bus. Is it a hate crime? And what’s the appropriate punishment?

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The Gaming Industry's Greatest Adversary Is Just Getting Started

A profile of Anita Sarkeesian, who has recieved death threats as she exposes misogyny in the $25 billion video game industry.

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When No Gender Fits: A Quest to Be Seen as Just a Person

“Kelsey’s gender identity is ‘non-binary.’ Or, ‘agender.’ It’s what Kelsey feels comfortable with, even though the world keeps insisting, in a million little ways, that Kelsey has to choose.”

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The Afghan Girls Who Live as Boys

Posing for family survival in a society that values boys over girls.

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The Talk

What happens when you target sex ed at boys?

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The Mountains Where Women Live as Men

On the burrneshas of Albania.

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Jeff

A bartender contemplates architecture, gender identity, and sadomasochism.

"But Penthouse 808Ravel has promise. Shag carpet. Doors that shut heavily. Porridge doors thicker than mush. I have sexual feelings about Penthouse 808Ravel. Ligature feelings. Relational feelings, knots, bandages."

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Descent of the Aquanauts

A woman, spending the summer at the shore, entrances girls with a mysterious story.

"After what seemed like forever, the girls got to the water, Janice continued. There had been a sea breeze all day long. Now there was nothing except a feeling like something holding its breath. The girls waded in, enjoying the warm water on their feet and the burst of the first waves against their ankles, still warm but cooler, the shallow water mixing with water from the heart of the ocean, which was cold. The ocean is coldhearted; you don’t have to be a genius to know that. It makes boats sink. It makes you watch where you put your feet. If you choose to swim at the end of the day after the lifeguards have left the beach you take your life in your hands. You know that, don’t you? Janice gave everyone a piercing stare meant to drive her point home."