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Reagan gave this famous and oft-quoted talk to the National Associ- ation of Evangelicals. In what would become the hallmark of the Republican Party, disagree- ments over public policy, once considered simply differing viewpoints to be discussed and debated, even signs of a vigorous, healthy society, now were cast as a moral disease. Ene- mies at home were as dangerous as those abroad. Tanya Melich, for years a loyal Republican insider, watched with dis- may as the leadership of her party adopted an increasingly misogynist stance, exploiting antifeminist fears to win votes.

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Severely limited in their ability to obtain abortion services and cut off from vital support programs, many ended up on welfare. And then were condemned for it. Many aspects of welfare, technically called Aid to Families with Dependent Children AFDCneeded changing, but mostly what had to be changed were the stereotypes surrounding it. And this picture—the slothful, scheming, unwed woman whose race, unstated, was nonetheless understood to be African American —was reinforced constantly and consistently by the mainstream media.

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Prison construction boomed, and under harsh new drug- sentencing laws, the incarcerated population jumped by more than one million between and The number of incarcerated women, the fastest-growing population, increased by percent during roughly the same period. Welfare mothers were juxtaposed against the real Americans, the moral Americans who railed against feminism and abortion.

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High school sex education was at an all-time high. Those of us who taught adolescents told them straight goddesw But being realists, we spent hours in workshops learning how to talk with teens about sex and how to teach contraception. Then we took our show on the road, meeting with small groups of students, excusing those whose families opted out of the program.

With plastic models at the ready, we demonstrated how to use both male and female condoms. The bravehearts among the faculty play-acted ways to say no and ways to say yes safely. Our mantra: And in what might sacreed served as a public policy lesson for future administrations, abortion rates plunged under the watch of our first pro-choice president.

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Instead of presenting divergent viewpoints vital to the survival of a democracy, the media, after the seekin of the s, took a sharp turn to the right, nearly eclipsing objective report- ing. And it clamored for a regime change at home. There could be no in between, no middle ground. It was an all-or-nothing deal. Goddesa like decadence and immorality, beaten into a platitudinous pulp by years of right-wing usage, suddenly became animated with reveren- tial meaning.

Bush might not yet have had a proverbial bloody shirt to wave, but he had a defiled dress, and he used it mightily. Calvkn Gore, not Clinton, was the candidate; Republicans needed to tarnish his image, and this put the slander-panderers in a bit of a pickle.

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According to archconservative strategist Grover Norquist, it was not good enough to win; it had to be a painful, devastating defeat. He was lying about that, too. Could a man so fake, so delusional, so filled with grandiosity, a man with such major character flaws, be trusted as president? Bush for the press to issue its string of mea culpas.

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He was launching a moral crusade against feminism, reproductive freedom, and homosexuality. Following in short order he made known his intention to get rid of Roe v. Wade and eliminate contraceptive coverage for female federal employees and their dependents. Office of Personnel Management, in charge of hiring and firing and discrimination complaints in the entire federal workforce. Then, notably, he asked John Ashcroft, who while in the Senate had tied with Senator Jesse Helms as the most conservative senator scoring percent ratings from every far-right groupto be his attorney general.

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Two students came out to me that they were intersex. Seeing the students learn to express their own genders changed me, too. Witnessing these transformations in them made me more compassionate. I stopped writing people off as macho jerks, or passive victims.

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