An academic's opinions on feminism, politics, literature, philosophy, teaching, academia, and a lot more.
Venezuela. . . another win for socialism.
I know, I know, Americans are exceptional, and will do it correctly, unlike the unexceptional, bumbling Venezuelans. Let’s be like the idealized and whiter Swedes and not like these darker-skinned folks who just aren’t doing it right.
Klara and I cooked together for the first time! We made pizza. The tomato chunks are a bit uneven, and she went a little stingy on the pepperoni. But I always had a dream of us cooking together, and now we did.
On Saturday, I will teach her how to make portobello mushroom steaks for a vegetarian guest at our weekend dinner party.
A million headdesks.
The hysteria and outright dishonesty surrounding the Covington students had nothing to do with them. It has to do with narrowly partisan, selfish, deeply stupid, entirely unpatriotic, childish, foot-stamping, fingers-in-the-ears, weeping, cooties-loathing, teary-eyed, tremulous, quavering, pansified, gormless, deceitful, dishonorable, and cynical politics of the lowest kind — the politics of Us and Them.
Couldn’t have said it any better.
My university has been upgraded to a “moderate research activity institution.” For some reason, I’m finding the appellation very funny.
