cringed. Academia requires performance too, but since the arena is still mostly white, streaked with gold, the politics are more gendered. My women physicist friends, for example, keep their voices calm and low during discussions lest they come across shrill, even if the men scream at the whiteboard. My voice is already husky and loud, but since only 20 percent of physics PhDs are women, I claim aural space for five. So for PhDick’s benefit, when he tries to talk over me, I become a goddamn Greek chorus.