Why Can’t We Hate Academics? By James Reed
According to the Left, we, meaning whites of Northern European descent, must love the world, and hate only the racists, which is anybody disagreeing with them, and these people can be freely bashed to death by antifa, and the system will reward the young cubs, by giving them plush jobs after uni. Have I got that right? Yep; that’s what happened in the 1960s aftermath:
Just consider this stuff:
“Suzanna Danuta Walters, a professor of sociology and director of the Women’s, Gender, and Sexuality Studies Program at Northeastern University, is the editor of the gender studies journal Signs. It’s not that Eric Schneiderman (the now-former New York attorney general accused of abuse by multiple women) pushed me over the edge. My edge has been crossed for a long time, before President Trump, before Harvey Weinstein, before “mansplaining” and “incels.” Before live-streaming sexual assaults and red pill men’s groups and rape camps as a tool of war and the deadening banality of male prerogative. Seen in this indisputably true context, it seems logical to hate men. I can’t lie, I’ve always had a soft spot for the radical feminist smackdown, for naming the problem in no uncertain terms. I’ve rankled at the “but we don’t hate men” protestations of generations of would-be feminists and found the “men are not the problem, this system is” obfuscation too precious by half.
But, of course, the criticisms of this blanket condemnation of men — from transnational feminists who decry such glib universalism to U.S. women of color who demand an intersectional perspective — are mostly on the mark. These critics rightly insist on an analysis of male power as institutional, not narrowly personal or individual or biologically based in male bodies. Growing movements to challenge a masculinity built on domination and violence and to engage boys and men in feminism are both gratifying and necessary. Please continue.”
Who does not love sociology, the disciple that keeps on giving in intellectual rigour? Pure mathematics, move over, here comes cultural studies and the strong program of the sociology of knowledge. Why does that phrase keep reminding me of flatulence, of the foulest kind? No, let’s not continue, I have heard enough. I was right, after all, to have a blind hatred of academics, who, both male and female, and anything else, do incalculable harm, at the public expense. [Stage direction: play music, not lyrics, of John Lemon’s Imagine] I hope someday you will join me, and the world will not be one. We can start on this needed journey by spreading the word that the universities are evil, horrible politically correct cesspools, that need to be drained, and then leveled to the ground, and replaced by a real education system, that trains kiddies for life, not social mischief.