I have a theory. It is not that the scales have fallen from our eyes about sexual harassment. It’s that the cultural left has run out of game. Without game, it can’t pass off sleazy exploitation as something else. Neo-avant-gardist art, brand-leveraged politics, deconstructionist philosophy, spectacle, fashion, the Lacanian Real – – none of these are any longer up to the task. Transgressive politics are dead. Worse, they’re boring. Even the New York Times’s Andrew Sullivan and Ross Douthat are rooting for the baker, penning their sudden doubts about the rectitude of humiliating devout Christians for sport.