One of the cool things about being a humanities graduate student wonk-type girlthing is that I get to watch normal people who aren’t immersed in an epistemic abyss of critical social theory say the dumbest shit you’ve ever seen and then go “oh wait, they’re laypersons, they’re not familiar with [thinker who I read in grad school].”
This post brought to you by: “games are supposed to be fun????” And my reflexive response of “no they’re not, have you never read Wittgentstein? Or Piaget? Or Lugones?”














