#laughablechildren
have I microaggressed here?
Get rid of the students.
What going happen to guys when they graduate real world is not fair
They be so disappointed
“Across the nation, students have risen up to demand an end to systemic and structural racism...”
No, not really. The young wiggers have simply bought into the disaffected and anti-social Black party line and substituted anti-White racism for anti-Black racism.
bfl
My alma mater, Drake U., is retaining a measure of sanity. At least for now.
It is all laughs for these stupid kids until they come knocking on your door to bring you in for “questioning the State”. If the State forgives their 200k debt, they will do anything...especially strand against those who disagree
Nope.
One set of rules for everyone.
Math is racist.
#1. One case of adult Pampers and Kleenex Tissues for every protesting student and faculty member.
The Kleenex for all the whining and crying they do because the world is so mean to them. The Pampers because there’s no way these children are potty trained yet. Far too immature for a big boy or girl advancement like that.
#2. A Waaaambulance standing by at every one of their protest rallys. Gotta keep it real don’tchaknow.
Now if only they could provide instances of “systemic” and “structural” racism - beyond affirmative action and demands for reparations, that is.....
WE DEMAND that the name of Barrows Hall be changed to Assata Shakur Hall. The building is currently named after David Prescott Barrows, former President of the University of California. Barrows was an imperialist by way of anthropology, and participated in perpetuating American colonialism, the creation of damaging stereotypes, and the subsequent destruction of cultures in the Philippines, and several regions in Africa. Given that the African American Studies, Ethnic Studies Departments, Gender and Women's Studies Departments are housed in this building, Barrows's name directly opposes the mission of these departments. The name Assata Shakur is fitting of the mission of these departments because she is an icon of resistance within oppressed communities, and represents Black resilience in the face of unadulterated state-sanctioned violence.
These people need a wake-up call.......................
End of racism? I guess this means no more reverse discrimination against white’s in admissions and more Republicans hired for the faculty.
Ok, enough is enough. Taking back my stance for a small government, there ought to be a law against college students protesting everything and that includes the candy in their dorm vending machines. The little know-it-alls know nothing.
November 19, 2015
by Fred Reed
In the fall of the year, as leaves turned red and gold on the campus of U.PE, an aging professor stood on the podium to give the welcoming address to the new class of freshmen. His hair was white, his mien one of resignation and cynicism. He looked as though he would rather be almost anywhere else. He spoke as follows:
Welcome to this...place. I trust, or fear, that you have settled in.
You are now officially in college. You need to know several things about this condition. You will not like knowing them, which is part of why they are important. I will elucidate.
To begin, you do not belong here. You are spoiled, self-important, narcissistic, infantile brats, unprepared for college work, in which you likely have little interest. In the past, students of your age were almost adult and trying to learn how to be adults. You are different, alas. Your chief interest for four years will be in avoiding adulthood. This will be easy because you are less mature than earlier students, less prepared academically, and less ready for university.
In all likelihood you will waste these four years of your time and mine in this institution, which once was a university during which you will take absurd courses of your own devising, courses having nothing to do with the purposes of education, of which you know nothing. You may already have discovered English 205, Batman and the Legacy of Patriarchy, and Sociology 202, Subliminal Oppression and the Frontiers of Resistance. You will study such nonsense in a spirit of tiresome self-adulation. I will have to babysit you during this sorry process. I do not know who is getting the worse of the deal.
This state of affairs is not entirely your fault. Here is something else you need to know: This university is interested only in collecting your tuition and, having no spine, will accede to whatever your little hearts may desire. You will find that nothing is too silly, imbecilic, or pointless to engage your attention, and nothing too absurd for the faculty to permit. You will make fools of yourselves protesting about the rights of transgendered endangered hermaphrodites of color with AIDS and, like three-year-olds, you will throw fits over imaginary racism, rape, microaggressions, and all the other embarrassing gewgaws, glass beads, and shiny objects of the undeveloped mind.
Your time here will be wasted because you do not know what you need to learn to enjoy a cultivated existence. In the past professors acted in loco parentis. They would have guided your progress toward civilized maturity. This goal has been forgotten. Today the younger faculty do not themselves know why they or you are here. You are the leading edge of a dark age. You will not notice because you will be pecking at smart phones.
You have been sold a bill of goods. In exchange for going into lifelong debt, or draining your father’s bank account, you will pass time in a university-shaped place. It is not a university. You have been had.
When you graduate, a terrible shock awaits you. You will find that employers have no interest in your wearisome righteousness. They will not pay you for Victims’ Studies or contemplation of grievances. They will not care about the high GPAs you got through grade inflation or sleeping with the professor. They will expect you to do your job, if there is a job for you to do.
Which is by no means certain. You are going to debouch from this institution onto a world that is already grim and becoming more so. Jobs are scarce and the scarcity intensifies. The qualified struggle. You are unlikely to be among them. It is a sorry age to be setting out into life, to be half-schooled and unaccustomed to the shocks the flesh is heir to.
The world will not treat well your fragilities and sensitivities. In real life you don’t have “safe spaces” in which a subservient institution does everything possible to protect your alert sensitivities from the slightest offense. I wonder whether you have any idea how risible your safe spaces are, how comic are the boiling little concerns that will occupy you? In the world that awaits, you will not be able to run to mount a protest march every time someone says a word that you do not like.
A few of you, a very few, will perhaps discover the pleasures of knowledge and even of the attempt to understand life and the world to the extent that they can be understood. These unusual students will concern themselves with literature, the sciences, the arts, music, history, and languages ancient and modern. The university will not encourage you. It will instead tell you that such studies are elitist, that they deal too much with Dead White Men. Except for a few aging professors such as I, your instructors are no better than you. Those who do remember the purpose of a university will not subject themselves to attack to try to rescue you from the zeitgeist. They will quietly despise you.
Any interest you might show in, say, philosophy or classical antiquity will be ferociously condemned as elitism. So will almost anything of substance outside of the school of engineering. If you want an education, you will have to acquire it on your own.
You will not realize how degraded your schooling is here because you have no standard of comparison. The chain of civilization has been broken and, once broken, is not easily repaired. It is not even remembered. When the children are in charge of the kindergarten, no good comes of it.
You will write dismally in ungrammatical English, but regard correction as elitist and oppressive or perhaps having something to do with White Privilege. Your professors will agree. Your essays will be badly organized and poorly thought out, not worthy of an eighth-grader in years gone by, but you will reject criticism as elitist and an encroachment on your freedom of expression. Your professors will agree with you. They too need jobs.
Enough. Go forth, roll in ignorance, and God be with you. You will need Him.
The professor concluded amid a roar of displeasure from the assembled young. That afternoon, under the leadership of older students, they formed a committee to oppose racism and hurtful speech. In the social media they launched a campaign to have the professor fired. The administration apologized to the students, promised to behave better in future, and began proceedings to end the professor’s tenure. For his part, he went home, poured himself a double Scotch, and settled into a chair with the Anabasis. Xenophon was at least grammatical.
http://fredoneverything.org/on-campus-at-u-pe-the-university-of-practically-everywhere/
I predict many entries will be from ‘students’, fueled by various intoxicants, striving to find the most outrageous demand to get published on the website. After all, in the past, people would try to do it to Ann Landers, why not now? The exact same juvenile behavior is behind it all.
