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“When I was twelve, I was interviewed by a doctoral candidate in education and asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said that I either wanted to be a philosopher or a clown, and I understood then, I think, that much depended on whether or not I found the world worth philosophizing about, and what the price of seriousness might be.”

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Undoing Gender

Undoing Gender delves into the complexities of gender, examining how societal norms and expectations shape individual identities. The book challenges traditional gender roles and offers insights into the diverse experiences of gender non-conforming individuals. It provides a critical analysis of gender theory and its implications for social change, advocating for a more inclusive and liberatory understanding of gender. more

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Judith Butler
Judith Butler

Judith Butler is a renowned philosopher, born on February 24, 1956. Her research focuses on issues of gender, identity, and power, having a profound impact on postmodernism and gender theory. more

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