“Why didn’t she leave, if it was hurting her?” A guy friend asks me.
I forget which of the many news stories of harassment we were discussing, but it involved some all-powerful guy and some way-less-powerful woman. There was no force involved, there was nobody blocking the path to the exit.
I can no more imagine taking Indigenous perspectives out of the core curriculum and quarantining them in their own course than I can imagine pulling women out of "core" history so that they don't "water it down".
A couple of years ago, a friend of mine decided to stop waiting for a transplant, and to spend her remaining days peacefully saying good bye. At the time, I wanted to post about her decision, but I didn't have the language. All the words we have are laden with judgement. She "gave up", or "lost the fight".