You're a better man than me.
I studied engineering. The closest I got to liberal arts was Intro to Pop Song. It was a lecture with 1500 people in it and for my last final in my last class in college they played me out with Ice T's "Colors."
Which is probably good because I got thrown out of a class every quarter in high school. I got thrown out of my Advanced Architectural Drafting class with ten minutes of the final left. I don't do well with people who pass off ideology as knowledge. Never have, never will.
Put a girl through grad school. Social Work. Don't remember what the official title of the class was; it was pretty much White Guilt 501. The girlfriend related being told that there weren't two genders, there were five. Then when she asked what the other three were, the professor told her she was being oppressive.
It didn't help that the professor was a Rajneeshee. There was something about a person accusing straight white people of oppression when that person had endorsed and participated in poisoning a salad bar to win a local election. I almost followed her to class to beat the shit out of the guy.
I wish I could say it didn't color my perception of every transsexual/transgender discussion from that point forth, but as I said, you're a better man than me.