Eunice Park

The first 18 years of my life were relatively nudity-free (not to be confused with free nudity), with the exception of the innocuous baby butt or accidental slippage of towels in locker rooms. Then I came to college, and nekkidness exploded into my existence with the force of the entire

Meet example ‘A’ of “out-group homogeneity”-the tendency, according to my psych textbook, to think that others dissimilar to you are all the same. Meet example ‘A’ of bitterness-a bawling journalistic tantrum. Meet someone who is incredibly misinformed, blind, pathetic and screeching for attention.