Posted on 02/13/2007 6:13:41 AM PST by ellen_rometsch
Every morning, I sit down with a delicious Dewick breakfast, coffee and the Daily. As of late, every morning, I make it to the Viewpoints page and read a heart-warming article about tolerance, diversity and community. Then every morning, I roll my eyes, shut the Daily and reach for a newspaper from the real world. This morning, after reading that not enough white people came to the town meeting and that intro-level English classes should be turned into race relations classes, I have had enough.
As a senior, I have sat through four years of listening to people opine over "race relations" at this school. As a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed freshman, I even used to go to these community meetings or events where President Bacow would show up in our dorm in loafers and a sweater to have a fireside chat about "realizing the potentiality of integrational equalities" and the like. At one of these chats, I came up with an idea for how to make the school more racially integrated. Thinking my idea was fairly straight-forward and rather brilliant, I suggested getting rid of race houses. I don't think people around here would feel so thrilled about a white, male Protestant house on Professor's Row, so maybe some people feel that way about an African-American house. Maybe not. But no matter how you feel on the subject, surely race housing is an obstacle to this desired enhanced integration? My idea was not so popular, and after many icy stares, I excused myself.
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"My friend Caver is also saying to simply accept it or you will go nowhere. If this is true it's because nobody had enough guts to challenge it. Everyone is too drunk with PC. Everything is okay as long as one is getting his or her paycheck at the very large company."
I know you're not picking on me. I'm just stating things as they are for my situation. Yes, I'm at a big company working for my paycheck, biting my tongue. It's kind of hard for me because I tend to be outspoken, but not at work. The other alternative is to start your own business. I'm close to retirement, so I'm biding my time.
Yes, I'm a spelunker, but us that are serious call ourselves cavers. Spelunker is one of those somewhat derogatory terms that the media like to use.
As we say, "Cavers rescue spelunkers".
Blindness
too true
Blindness
too true
That is very cool. I always wanted to do that and see what it's like below ground. I know there are some spectacular caves out there.
I try to get out as much as possible and hike some mountains. Alaska will be the place to go this year. Will be dropped off up there for a while for some good fishing. Of course one has to keep an eye out for bear. They like fish too.
The mountains and fishing in Alaksa definitely sounds cool too!
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