Last week I taught Valerie Solanas's SCUM Manifesto, one of the most visceral examples of feminist rage that I know of. I was pretty nervous about teaching it for obvious reasons, like her use of slurs and genocidal language, but also because it's hard to teach something that can neither be wholly glorified nor entirely dismissed. But the more I read and prepped for class, the more that Solanas's rage felt palpable and relatable. When I expressed my anxiety about this class to a friend, her immediate response was: "Oh I bet that will be so cathartic right now, talking about feminist rage." So, I decided to have the students take a moment to write down everything that was making them angry, upset, hurt right now. They didn't have to share anything, but it seemed valuable for us all to sit with our anger. And to begin our discussion of the SCUM manifesto from the same kind of place from which it was written. Even if we aren't all calling for Solanas's le...