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Breast Cancer, He-roes, and the Downsides of Pink Culture

My grandmother Venecie May died of breast cancer in 1945 at the age 41, leaving behind 5 very sad and confused children. The details of her illness were only whispered around them — a dreadful, embarrassing thing. So vague were those conversations that I didn’t learn what had killed her until […]

Fat Stigma: The View from my Office Window

My office windows look out across the two main campus pedestrian malls of the largest and most diverse research university in the US. Every day, thousands upon thousands of people of all shapes and sizes stroll past. With more than 85,000 immersion students, the university population exceeds that of some small countries (including […]