
We’ve Made a False God of Inclusivity
Not everything is — or should be, for everyone
There’s a wall at my gym made out of plywood, and it has a bunch of writing on it in black ink. Each entry is the same: a name, then a date underneath, then a “160kg” (350lbs) underneath that. Those entries represent the people who have lifted a 160kg atlas stone onto the platform, because that’s the minimum standard if…