How I sanitized the feminist outrage over the Montreal massacre
I was 24 when I was sent by the Toronto Star to write about the slaughter of female engineering students, all around my age; fourteen of them. Looking back, I fear I sanitized the event of its feminist anger and then infantilized and diminished the victims, turning them from elite engineering students who’d fought for a place among men into teddy-bear loving daughters, sisters and girlfriends.