Roiling under the Lindsey Clancy discourse is an idea that should stop us short: Women should not be trusted with their own children.

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As for Acemoglu, I tried to make peace. But i still remember in 2007 after my R&R at the AER, I submitted a paper to REStat where Acemoglu was editor, trusting that he’d recuse himself and not handle it. A few months later, I got a rejection letter signed by Acemoglu.

I never met Gordon Wood, but I have a story about him. In one of my grad school seminars, we read Wood’s Creation of the American Republic. The sheer erudition and evidentiary depth of the book bowled me over. Back then, before kids and before life accelerated to warp speed, I used to call my mother every Sunday to catch up. Lots of times, we ended up talking about what I was reading that week in my grad seminars or for leisure. Mom had an omnivorous mind, and she was always looking for something else to read. She was a true intellectual—curious about almost everything, always eager to integrate new arguments or ideas into her existing schemas of how the world worked or to have those schemas challenged and changed. When we talked that particular Sunday, I think I tried to describe to her part of Wood’s argument about the relationship between the state constitutions during the Articles of Confederation era and the federal Constitution. Maybe I was tired, maybe I didn’t completely understand her questions, but the end result of the conversation was that Mom had questions about Wood’s argument that I didn’t answer satisfactorily. I told her that she should probably just read the book, and we said goodbye. She did eventually read the book, but the next Sunday, Mom started our conversation by saying, “Well, I had a lovely conversation with Gordon Wood this week.” For a split second, I thought she was joking, but then I remembered who I was dealing with. I started to sweat. “How?” I asked. A whole variety of unlikely scenarios in which the foremost historian of the American Revolution and my mother, who lived in Wichita, Kansas, might have met ran through my mind. “Oh, I just looked up his office phone number on Brown’s website and called, and he picked up!” Mom said. I decided I would have to find another profession. As it ended up, Gordon Wood spent about an hour on the phone with my mother answering her questions about the Constitution. Ever since, I’ve had a soft spot for the man when I imagine him picking up the phone in Providence and finding Becky Elder from Wichita on the other end of the line. His generosity in that moment spoke very well of him. Rest in peace, professor.

Some of them are obviously gaming the system. But there's also diagnostic creep; we've reframed "disability" to mean mild weaknesses. I'm sure I'd have an IEP if I were in school now for ADHD/executive function problems. But was I too disabled to succeed w/o accomodations? No.

Important new study: Posts about political opponents that involve "dunking" on them, mocking them, and denigrating them are much more likely to be shared than posts about in-group positivity, pride, and love. @steverathje2 @jayvanbavel pnas.org/doi/10.1073/pnas.20…