Hey, guess what? Trump ordered a mural commemorating WWII soldiers to be removed because he didn’t appreciate the soldiers’ race and gender. Their appearance wasn’t pleasing to him so he said they weren’t real heroes and should be screwed.
OK, OK, so it wasn’t Trump. That makes it non-news. It did happen, though:
A mural painted nearly 70 years ago at the University of Rhode Island is set to be taken down after staff said students complained about a lack of diversity in the picture. . . When veterans returned from World War II and enrolled at URI, they and other community members raised money in memory of those who lost their lives in the war.
The reason why the mural has to go is because it helped murder Jacob Blake. Who’s alive. But whatever, you know what I mean:
“I think we have to recognize the horrible incidents and the tragic murders of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and most recently Jacob Blake in Kenosha Wisconsin during this is heightened time and we as an institution have to look at the systems in place across this institution that maybe are not representing who we are today and representing the true diversity of URI today,” said Collins.
What a gigantic win for “anti-racism.” Now that the three-minute fad of fake-caring about fallen soldiers of world wars is over let’s rejoice about these pasty loser soldiers getting shafted.
[This is a play I read for my online book club. It’s a Twitter book club for a small group of teachers from all over the world who love Great Books. We come together to talk about what constitutes a canon and read canonical books. If you are a teacher and are interested, email me and I’ll hook you up with a .pdf of the play and the instructions on how to join.]
I never heard about August Wilson before this club. But I’m really glad I now know this great writer. The Piano Lesson premiered at Yale Rep in 1987 with Samuel L. Jackson in the leading male role. In 1990, it opened on Broadway with S. Epatha Merkerson (later of Law & Order fame) in the leading female part. I don’t think Jackson and Merkerson ever came together in this play but I imagined both of them when I was reading and that really enhanced the experience. I now found out there’s a movie with Courtney B. Vance (who I think is an artistic genius) starring as Lymon, so I will definitely be watching it.
The play is brilliant, friends. I was reading it at the hairdresser’s and almost started bawling right in the chair. A brilliant, brilliant play. I now want to drop everything and go to a theater. Good thing theaters are closed, I guess.
Nothing lights a fire under my ass better than a really great, strong lecture with everybody engaged and participating and learning.
It’s so great to be a teacher. I feel like I could almost fly.
Another person is outed as a fake black. But that’s not even the funny part. Yes, the “anti-racist struggle” always leads to a minstrel show, big news. The really interesting thing is not the Italian woman who pretended to be a black non-woman. It’s the author of the linked article. That’s a really disturbed person but nobody is noticing because this kind of crazy is popular these days.
The only place that the current obsession with diversity plus the woke definition of race are leading us is a competition among white people as to who will more successfully perform in this show. Leftist circles are so neoliberal that they see everything in terms of individual failings. There will be no introspection and no insights as to how they created an environment that produced Jessica Krugs and CV Haddads. But we can do it before we let this crowd of dumb, vain, dysfunctional twerps teach us how to “be better.”
Halloween will be the real test. Will we be able to have normal celebrations or will Branch Covidians prevail and rob us of the festive occasion like they’ve robbed us of so much before?