If that’s not depressing enough, there’s the fact that much of what there is to know about gender is really kind of a downer, especially if you happen to be in possession of a vagina, and not a penis. I teach gender and I think about gender, so I know these things. But when you write a textbook, you’re expanding by vast distances the amount of what you know about these things, and that just sucks sometimes. I think the worse chapter by far has been about body image, which is a whole mess of depressing. But even the media and popular culture, which you think, hey, that should be fun, right? Television and movies. What could get better than that? But then you read about things like the gradual masculinization of screenwriting as an occupation as it became more prestigious and better paid, and you just have to sigh a little sigh, which I did. And then you back to the whole writing a textbook thing.