Is Our Nation Going to Pot? Transgender Bathrooms at Ivy League Schools

Imagine for a moment that your daughter is graduating high school and looking forward to her enlightening college years. After helping her study and work hard through grade school and high school and spending countless hours helping her prepare for the ACTs and filling out all those applications for the best schools, your wait is over. On a fateful day, a letter arrives in your mailbox, addressed to your genius of a daughter. It’s a letter from the esteemed Harvard University, and your pride and joy has been accepted there. 

Ecstatic and excitedly, you spend the summer helping her pack for the trip. You arrive on the beautiful campus, eager and anxious to deliver your young lady to the dorm’s door to begin her new Ivy League life. After unpacking and meeting with the registrar, the dean, and spending your annual salary in the bookstore, it’s time for a pit stop. You walk into the closest restroom, among the other eager and anxious mothers. Just then, you see him. He walks in nonchalantly, as if everything about him being in there is natural and normal. Looking around, you begin to notice that there are more hims here than you had first recognized. In silent disgust and modest terror, you leave the restroom immediately, checking the door on your way out. There is no recognizable Men’s or Women’s placard – only a sign that reads “GNS” in large white letters with an engraved descriptor, “Gender Non-Specific Facility.” A semester’s worth of nightmares has just begun for your daughter in this strange new place, where a campus generally known as an icon of human intelligence suddenly seems intolerably foolish.