Since humankind creates literature, we know that literature is inevitably imbued with human truths and concerns.

“It’s all about sex.” It’s a tagline and mantra. Sex sells, dominates, and defines us. The aphorism has been recycled so often it now reeks of tired familiarity.

The reactionary right does not need to define what “woke” means. The definition shifts, elastic enough to ensnare any movement, any critique, any person who dares to suggest that the status quo is anything less than just.

Misogyny is not an instinct. It is an education. For many, fraternities provide it.

This is modern conservatism’s cultural posture: not an inheritance, but a choice, a rejection of complexity in favor of ideological comfort.