Posted on 11/21/2006 3:09:08 PM PST by Caleb1411
I had a dream that I was invited to give a speech on feminism at The University of Massachusetts-Amherst. And in the dream I accepted the offer, largely because I wanted the money to buy another gun.
And in my dream I arrived at the airport in Hartford, Connecticut. The students who picked me up to take me to Amherst told stories of radical groups bent on destroying America - starting with an assault on the First Amendment at Planet U-MASS.
The groups, I was told, would follow the Republicans to every conservative event and disrupt their First Amendment activity. They would stand in front of tables - where the Republicans were doing nothing more than collecting donations for disabled veterans – and shout at them. They would call them “war mongers” and “racists” and chant in unison.
And in my dream I arrived at the student union to give my speech. Immediately, I saw droves of gay students marching by wearing dresses. They were arriving to protest my appearance. Others wore black masks and marched in unison - much like the Hitler Youth in Nazi Germany. Still others wore the communist Red Star upon an outer garment.
And in my dream I walked into the room some twenty minutes before my speech was to begin. But I could not stay. The stench of body odor was too great for me to bear. But as I peeked in, I saw the young “men” dressed in drag as they performed their little dance to protest my speech.
When the speech began, I told a story about a racist who referred to blacks as “coons.” Though condemning racism, the radicals and self-described communists began to hiss and interrupt my speech. And when I condemned a racist and segregationist governor of Mississippi, I asked the audience whether they would join in the condemnation instead of exercising the “tolerance” they spoke about so frequently. But rather than raise their hands, they started shouting me down. I was convinced it was only a dream.
When I spoke of a drug raid – one I participated in nine years before - members of the audience booed and asked whether I had ever smoked pot in high school. I suggested that if they allowed me to finish a sentence, they might determine that I shared some of their libertarian beliefs on the drug war.
But then a young radical shouted “We aren’t libertarians!” She didn’t know how to use the terms “libertarian perspective” and the “Libertarian party affiliation.” Nor did she know how to use soap or deodorant.
In my dream, a Muslim student seated in the rear of the auditorium shouted “you’re an asshole” and left the speech without giving a reason for his anger. At another point in the dream, the subject of homosexuality was broached. A student shouted “Jesus was a bisexual, read the Gnostic Gospels!” I still thought that it was merely a dream.
While the constant shouting and disruptions in my dream were too numerous to count – more than all of my previous speeches combined – the ones concerning abortion were too barbaric to ignore. When I mentioned that some time in 2007 there will have been fifty-one million abortions since Roe, the audience erupted in applause. When I said that around that time nearly seventeen million victims of abortion will have been black, a man shouted “good!” And in my dream I called him a “racist barbarian” to which he merely responded “so are you.”
In my dream, I started the “Q & A” session by asking the audience a question of my own: “Why does Planned Parenthood seem to have an office in every black neighborhood in America.”
The answer, of course, has much to do with the racism of Margaret Sanger – a bigot who believed in the removal of “human weeds” from our society. She was a eugenicist much like this other guy named Hitler.
I never got an answer to that question in my dream. Before I knew it, an avowed communist had taken over the microphone. He never asked a question. He just shouted and pumped his fists saying something about a communist revolution. He mentioned “war and conquest for oil” in between hurling accusations of racism.
When a physical altercation broke out, I slipped out the back door between two body guards. After the microphone was reclaimed, they were about to resume the Q&A. But, in my dream, the speech was over.
I could hear the chanting of “racist, sexist, anti-gay; right-wing bigots go away” as I walked down the hall away from the room. Later, when I woke up in the Lord Jeffery Inn, I realized that it had not been a dream.
I was in Amherst, Massachusetts – a place somewhere in America. Or so they say.
What has happened to America, and where is the outrage?
Umass Amherst is not exactly the creme-de-la-creme of undergraduate academia.
Lowell Tech, was a fine engineering school, Mechanical, Electrical, and Chemical. I merged with Lowell State and became a University, much to its detriment.
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They probably imagine themselves being commissars somewhere, making a list of people to be liquidated or organizing book burnings. The more intelligent ones imagine themselves getting paid handsomly by some communist propaganda organ for writing a treatise with an awful title like, I don't know, "Re-educating the Proletariat in the Proper Marxist-Leninist Scientific Perspective on Algebra and Transgenderism."
It is ultimately futile to try and falsify mathematics or hard science. Another problem for the collectivists is that people are not yet conditioned enough to tolerate mathematics and science being banned altogether. So they do the next best thing. They dumb down education so much that few people can do simple equations or follow a logical argument. Every once in a while the system fails and someone makes it through school with enough skill to help keep the power grid working or to keep the tractor at the collective farm running. I'm sure such people are watched and their names are on a list...
what should we expect?
The last time I saw him after an uneventful evening of work, as we were leaving he went into screaming rant about "fascists". He never showed up for work again.
I believe there are many of these people out there. The sad thing is that they are made miserable be believing they are working for something evil (the west) when in fact the opposite is true.
It is in part because of my repeated exposure to unhinged leftists that I have come more and more to doubt that all of our differences can be worked out by talking (or voting).
When one watches the videos of Palestinian children being told Jews are pigs and drink Arab blood, of them learning to chant "Death to America" in primary school, one realizes sadly that our problems with them (and Israels) will probably not be solved by a better leader or the passage of a little time, or some brilliant diplomatic proposal for the Secretary of State. Things will have to take their course.
Sadly I have come to feel much the same about the hard-left in America.
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