I was a lucky one. I grew up during the Vietnam War. I watched the pothead anti-war movement, and was able to put two and two together before I reached eighteen. It was clear those students were being manipulated by the Marxists. You could see the players in Europe even more clearly. Guys like Kerry and their ilk were milking it for all they were worth.
On my eighteenth birthday I signed up for the draft and registered to vote. “Republican baby!” I never looked back.
Our university campuses are seriously damaging young minds. Some of those folks will take a decade to come around. Others never will.
Hillary Clinton is one such person. An inner city religious person with Leftist leanings got to her in high school. She was a Goldwater Girl for heaven’s sake. By the time this guy got through with her, she was a vile twisted killer (for all intents and purposes) for the Left. He started a relationship with her that lasted for decades as they corresponded with each other.
Never sell the University Profs short. Osama Bin Laden attended our universities. So have many other terrorist operatives. Fidel Castro did.
If others come by, I’ll bet you get plenty of examples of people who were educated in the U. S. and hate it with a passion.
Also MANY good people have attended our universities.
There are TONS of good and bad people in the world. You learned to deal with the bad. Now try to deal with the good.
Our universities are NOT going to DAMAGE our young people. By the time children are two-six, the cake is baked, so to speak. By the time folks get to the university level they REALLY are adults. I taught that age group for 27 years. They ARE adults READY to face the world.
Why underestimate them? I don't and I had almost three decades of knowing them. I had the same amount of time dealing with profs. They are just folks too, just with more letters after their name. I taught p.e. and profs pretty much level out with the rest of the human race when they are stripped down to gym shorts. :o)
I play sports at a gym club and REALLY you can't tell tell the profs, bankers or bakers from each other when they are all dressed in shorts and tennis shoes.