Harvard wants its sororities to be gender-neutral. Everyone welcome. Oxymoron alert! Sorority means sisterhood. Fraternity brotherhood. That’s for starters. Definitions be damned. These exclusionary clubs were founded to do just that. Keep certain people out! Catholics. Jews. Non-jocks. Ugly people. Poor people. So yeah. And. How can you have mixers now? Plus. Aren’t college campuses supposed to provide segregated safe spaces for Snow Flakes?
Sororities used to be bastions of non-micro aggressed against pretty blonde cheerleaders. What’s next? Sad Glee Clubs?
Texting has replaced talking. No need to leave your couch to have a romantic rendez-vous. Just insert a flirty photo. Clipped narratives allow people to engage with or ignore each other. A recent study has shown that fewer teens are dating. Why spend the money. Why waste time on low-paying summer jobs when tweeting meets all their needs. Face-to-face social interaction is becoming rare. What will be the effect. Increased isolation. Joining like-minded online safe spaces. Soon college will be too scary unless it’s done on the net.
And. btw. LOL is rarely that.
No. Not a snow storm in New York. But. Blizzards abound at college campuses. Prohibiting graduation speakers from actually being allowed to talk at so-called liberal arts bastions of free thinking. Holding classes in coping with failure. Like not getting an A instead of an A-minus. What? Yup. Wait until these fluffy flakes get out into the real world. Speaking of Smith College. The black guy on the Veep finale who wore its sweatshirt could not have gone there. For at least one reason. Open-mindedness beware!
Women’s movement. For some women. Not all women. Christine Lagarde spurned at Smith College graduation. Condoleeza Rice run out of Rutgers. Ann Coulter banned from Berkeley. Ivanka booed in Berlin. You don’t have to agree with all women. You just have to acknowledge that they are actually women. Okay. People. With independent opinions. Worth listening to. Then agree or reject their views.
Down the street art. Windows tell stories. A colorful ventana of varied views. Open-minded homage to many philosophies on the left. A closed curtain on the alt-right. Political panes.
Kudos and congratulations to the University of Chicago. Sent acceptance letters with the caveat that incoming freshmen will benefit from a true liberal arts atmosphere. Freedom of expression encouraged. There will be no ‘trigger warnings’ nor ‘safe spaces’ for students here. All Commencement Speakers Welcome!
It’s that time of year again. Commencement disses. Free speech is dead on college campuses. Liberal arts have been replaced by narrow minds. Micro-aggressions prohibited. Safe places. Good luck finding happy spots out there in the real world. Oh. Right. You’ll be protected in your parents’ basements. Not thinking about much. Vacuous brains don’t hurt. Opposing points of view will never come through that flat screen.
Anywhere on the Island Green.
Post-weekend musings. Hooray for son of public school teachers challenging the unions. David Boies is joining Campbell Brown in taking education to task. Pay for performance. Treat teachers as professionals. Tank tenure. My mantra since I left the “profession” back in the 70’s. Yay.
Have to admit watching football Hall of Fame enshrinement ceremony. At least the last hour. Strahan my favorite over-hyped man. Rory roared again as the old Tiger limped off the tee. Mickelson shot a 62. Cool. Sad. Mad. Speaking of which, Ray Donovan is going off the rails as Mickey loses face with his own kids. Bunchy is the sole hero this week. Abby gets her house. Who AHHH you, Ray?