Release the Hounds!
The PC attack dogs are turning on their masters
The Left has spent the last few decades fomenting class envy, and racial divisiveness in the hopes that when the "masses" rise up against their oppressors, the "usefull idiots" will put them in charge. Apparently, the masses didn't get the memo.
The movement to purge all offensive speech from American college campuses has claimed another scalp. Andrea Quenette, an assistant communications professor, was chased out of her own classroom—not because she was a bad teacher, but because her students said she wasn’t agreeing with them quickly enough.
What was her crime? Well read the letter the "offended" wrote:
We students in the class began discussing possible ways to bring these issues up in our classes when COMS 930 instructor Dr. Andrea Quenette abruptly interjected with deeply disturbing remarks. Those remarks began with her admitted lack of knowledge of how to talk about racism with her students because she is white. “As a white woman I just never have seen the racism… It’s not like I see ‘Nigger’ spray-painted on walls…” she said.
GASP! She used the word that dared not be uttered! Did she call anyone this most foul and evilest word ever created? No, she attempted to use it as an example of her ignorance of Racism. This, however was not her most egregious crime:
Quenette’s use of the n-word, however, was not her students’ only complaint. She also suggested that students were dropping out of KU, not because they were victims of racism or felt threatened on campus, but because of their low grades. Uh oh. The students wrote:
This statement reinforces several negative ideas: that violence against students of color is only physical, that students of color are less academically inclined and able, and that structural and institutional cultures, policies, and support systems have no role in shaping academic outcomes. Dr. Quenette’s discourse was uncomfortable, unhelpful, and blatantly discriminatory.
There in lies the folly of the Left's thinking. They believe that when the time comes, and the fruits of their labor are ready to sow, they will be spared the purge. The looks on thier faces when they are sacrificed upon the PC alter will be priceless, of course, I won't be there to see it because I will probably be (A) In my bunker drining Scotch, (B) dead from old age, or (C) one of the first lined up against the wall.
2 Comments:
I'd opt for A (except I prefer Bourbon) or B. They will never line me up against a wall and there will be a lot of them going down with me if it comes to that... :)
I believe I can help to reconcile our differences, here. I drink both scotch and bourbon, and I want to die in a firefight with the blacksuits -- at age 98.
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