Okay. Maybe I'm feeling my oats because I recently, for the first time in over 20 years, picked up a basketball and played -- not only played horse, but won, more or less, which boosted my self-esteem greatly and even led to Walter-Mittyesque fantasies about someday joining a golden-agers' b-ball team at my assisted-living facility and earning some colorful jockette nickname like Shorty or Spud as I tottered around the court. But when I read the following essay, I wanted to take this jamoke and slam-dunk him:
Should Women Play Sports?
Only slightly less nutty are Phyllis Schlafly's thoughts (is that an oxymoron?) on Title IX, submitted for your perusal.
But before you dismiss both these individuals as crackpots, and accuse me of shooting fish in a barrel -- consider that, while they're fulminating in their own over-the-top fundie fashion, their cooler-headed ideological cohorts are slowly and quietly chipping away at all the progressive legislation that gave girls and women equal access to educational and athletic opportunities. It's 10 o'clock -- do you know what legislation and ballot proposals the ladies-and-gents-against-women are pushing in your state right now?