People just slaughter me with their idiocy sometimes. First they whelp, “Arab spring! Yip-dee-do!” like stuck chickens and run around, telling everybody that finally the time has come when “everything will be good and nothing will be bad.” Then, the moment reality shows that their childish fantasies are stupid and unreasonable, they find a Parent Figure who can be blamed for the collapse of their Peter Pan-inspired hopes and begin to throw tantrums in that figure’s direction.
Of course, these passionate revolutionaries want change, they want to inhabit a different world, but they want that world to be created by somebody else and in a way that doesn’t disturb their favorite pastime of sitting in comfortable armchairs, stuffing their faces with food and moaning about how others are not doing a good enough job of making their fantasies come true.
Everybody is making fun of the bratty Yale students but the author of the linked piece is no different. He is looking to be adopted by somebody big and powerful and freaks out when reality fails to provide him with this cosmic Mommy he seeks.
Clarissa's Blog 
Leave a comment