We Are to Blame
What these little shits at Evergreen, Middlebury, Berkeley and Co are doing is especially offensive because they utilize as a weapon the very real suffering caused by racism. The little shits have no knowledge of or respect for that suffering. They hide behind the real victims because it’s entertaining and relieves the boredom.
And we all allow them to do it.
If instead of being feted and rewarded (see my recent post about the awards given to the little shits at Yale), the narcissistic tantrums of the little shits were greeted with universal disgust and opprobrium, they’d stop. If the nasty little twerps knew that screaming like an unhinged maniac at a professor or administrator would mean never getting hired for a decent job or being automatically turned down by every grad program, I promise you, the twerps would find a way to control their outbursts fast enough.
Remember the woman who posted racist comments about Africa while on an airplane? Remember what awaited her when she disembarked? The little dweebs at Middlebury and Co are doing the exact same thing.
Every time a bored little twat at Evergreen or wherever throws a tantrum about “racism”, it becomes that much more difficult to bring the conversation back to actual racism. This crucial and painful subject is degraded by outbursts about Halloween costumes and cafeteria meals.
It’s not ok, we shouldn’t tolerate it.
It’s not ok.