Maybe if I hadn’t had a migraine that day I would have taken the drivel point by point and said, She’s lying to you in academic speak. She’s telling you ghost stories about Marx and theories, so you’ll fear higher education. She’s telling you liberal people are divisive for doing things like calling for truth and reconciliation of our history on par with South Africa’s. But I don’t have the privilege of perfect health. This is the real world. I’m not a machine.