Text Effect

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.

Summer Snow Flakes

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!

Feminish

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.

Liberal Arts

window panesDown 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!

Safe Spaces

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 Liberal arts have been replaced by narrow minds.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.

WeekendPost

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?

MayOut

Shinseki out. Who knew? Michael Strahan scooped the main stream media. In an interview at the White House yesterday, former NY Giants’ hall of famer pressed the Prez on VA leader’s viability. Obama told him that he planned to have a ‘serious conversation’ with the Secretary this morning. He did. Carney out, too.

Bloomberg did what Lagarde should have done. He spoke at Harvard despite protests, assailing lack of tolerance for diverse ideas. Would have served Smith graduates better than caving in to closed-mindedness.

As we head out on these last days of May, we’ll rejoice in early farm stand harvests. Rhubarb, fiddleheads, blueberries. Snapdragons, petunias, pansies. Happy season. Bon weekend.