...so, this means that our so-called “best and brightest” are unstable? Is everything “diagnosed as a condition now?
What ever happened with, “deal with it” folks?
If college students are stressed out and mentally unfit, what does this portend for the future? Will only working class folk pull the entire nation forward while our so-called “elites” will be in therapy for years?
Now I understand the Obama years better and the anti-Trump movements. These folks have nothing to base their lives on except rejection and rage. Bring back the damn draft...
In 1962, in what turned out to be an advanced, pre-med Biology course, our teacher told us “Look to the Left and Look to the Right, because next semester they won’t be there”. I wasn’t. Went into Geology and did a lot better.
However, out of my starting class, of probably well over 1,000-plus, we graded about 600 in 1966.
I saw friends and acquaintances drop out, change schools, or get hooked on drugs (may the little bastard have died from them). A few of them underwent personality changes and disappeared (a few came back with different schedules or at night).
Some of them were not ready for or even fit for college (they might have been better suited to technical schools or Junior Colleges (first), before going up.
That’s life. We made no excuses for any of our failures and just worked harder to have more successes.
We never heard of “snowflakes”, “save spaces”, “pussy hats”, “white privilege”, “black extremists”, or any of that type of crap. We studied, worked (while in college), and graduated from the campus to real life.
Today’s children are mentally ill, spoiled by a corrupted and inadequate liberal education (or none at all), a lack of working hard jobs when not in school, little or no physical exercise (the old gym classes), soft scoring teachers (oh the poor thing, someone hurt his feelings - I’ll give him an extra grade to help him overcome his feelings of inadequacy and tenderness), and a lack of backbone to be someone, not a “thing” with special privileges.
My team-mate, Jeff Hamm, our first All-American fencer in decades, graduated ROTC in 1965, was commissioned a 2nd Lt. shortly thereafter in the Army, and was killed in action in April 1967 near the Laotian border. He could have been a movie star he was so good-looking and a gentleman as well.
I haven’t met one lefty kid in years who I would allow to polish his boots. Even that would be a desecration of him and the others who served their country and were either killed or wounded, as well as shaken up by reality.
If the liberals want to suffer from self-inflicted mental illness, so be it. That means that more conservatives should become psychologists and psychiatrists. We’d have enough business to fund a nice lifestyle for us and our families (and help put our saner, best educated kids through college to become our nation’s next leaders instead of “snowflakes” who eventually melt in the sun instead of enjoying it).
I’m proud to have walked in Jeff’s boots to Nam as a journalist on our side. I won’t wear NIKES on my worst day.
I’d rather go barefooted.