I loved a lot of things about these Olympics. The dedication of the athletes: the timeless hours spent on ice, the slopes, the weight rooms, the training facilities. I loved the spectacle of opening and closing ceremonies. The routines and runs and games and events. The highlights of the athletes on podiums and the wolfdog on ski-trials.

What I didn’t love is the part where gender became war. Where it became us against them, she against him. If we can’t compete in the rings, then why pit us against each other outside of them?

The locker room joke heard round the world cut me to the quickening place. I mean, isn’t that what was intended?

The jokes on U-terus?

The president took a slice at the slice… and all the men laughed.

Alysa Liu shared a taste of her joy with us this week. Women’s hockey shared communion and love.

Then, men’s hockey came ‘round serving up backwash and bile.

May they all taste the backlash of that.