[Trigger warning: The following column is extraordinarily insensitive, and its candor may cause some people to be highly offended. Symptoms of being confronted with viewpoints other than one’s own may cause sensitive people to get “the vapors” and may result in fainting spells requiring “safe spaces.” Reader discretion is advised.]
In the past couple of months, social justice warriors have been very much in the news, in large part because their demands are so outrageous, illogical and comical. It staggers the mind what SJWs think should be done in society. Students (usually college) whine about the evils of diverse opinions, defined as “anything they disagree with.”
Let’s face it, SJWs have become the new trend. Their rallying cry is, “Waaah, you hurt my feeeelings!” They’ve become the group we love to hate.
It seems the most powerful weapon in the SJW arsenal is accusation. All they have to do is point a finger and accuse someone of an “ism” – sexism, racism, ageism, genderism, whatever – and the recipient of the accusation melts into a quivering bowlful of denial and defense. “No, I’m not a sexist!” “No, I’m not a racist!” “I’m not I’m not I’m not!!” – and then, to prove they’re not “ist,” the accused will capitulate to the SJW’s demands. Brilliant.
Someone once referred to them as “totalitarian gulag racist lunatics.” Any argument?
These people are in a war of their own making. Delicate and fragile, they are incapable of withstanding the horrors of people whose opinions differ from theirs. What are they going to do as adults, spend their lives curled up in a fetal position because they’re bombarded with real life? Two plus two IS four, no matter how you “feel” about it.
Social justice warriors, apparently, are no longer interested in getting an education. They’re merely interested in agitating, making noise, getting attention and pretending they’re accomplishing something in the process (except, evidently, acquiring the sensible real-life skills employers are looking for).
This is beautifully illustrated by a hilarious story out of Brown University. It seems students are so busy being activists, they have no time for their studies. Their activism is so all-consuming, in fact, that it’s affecting their health.
“There are people breaking down, dropping out of classes and failing classes because of the activism work they are taking on,” said David, an undergraduate whose name has been changed to preserve anonymity. Throughout the year, he has worked to confront issues of racism and diversity on campus.
His role as a student activist has taken a toll on his mental, physical and emotional health. “My grades dropped dramatically. My health completely changed. I lost weight. I’m on antidepressants and anti-anxiety pills right now,” he said.
Justice Gaines ’16 [yes, that’s the “gender neutral” moniker he/she uses], who uses the pronouns xe, xem and xyr, said student activism efforts on campus are necessary. “I don’t feel OK with seeing students go through hardships without helping and organizing to make things better.”
In the wake of The Herald’s opinion pieces, Gaines felt overwhelmed by emotions flooding across campus. Students were called out of class into organizing meetings, and xe felt pressure to help xyr peers cope with what was going on, xe said. Gaines “had a panic attack and couldn’t go to class for several days.”
These people, to be blunt, are dunderheads. They’re either going to “finish” college (though how they’ll complete their required coursework if they’re too busy being activists is a separate question) and be unemployed; or they’ll manage to land a job and promptly quit when their feelings get hurt after their boss refuses to use the pronouns xe, xem and xyr.
What does this say about the up-and-coming young generation in America? Simply put, they have lost their cotton-picking collective minds. Their brains have been fried by a continuous diet of progressive hogwash.
Ben Shapiro said it bluntly: “The parents of these dolts should be ashamed they’re spending hundreds of thousands of dollars to turn their teenagers into useless members of society more focused on feeling micro-aggressed than learning life skills. … The purpose of a university is not to provide a forum for your teenage angst. It is to receive an education. That education is not secondary to your activism. If you want to be an activist first, go sleep in a park and poop on police cars like the rest of the members of Occupy Wall Street. If you want to be a student, shut up and learn about perspectives with which you may not agree.”
While it would be incorrect to state America’s economy is tanking because of these social justice whiners, they certainly are contributing to its downfall. As one person noted, “Meanwhile, overseas students take the hard courses and laugh at the cupcakes in our schools who major in whining.”
For heaven’s sake, who raised these weak whiny children? Did parents think it was an advantage to make their offspring so sensitive that they shrink from everything? Or is this solely the responsibility of the schools?
Well guess what, all you totalitarian gulag racist lunatics: real life doesn’t care about your feeeeelings. When you break your leg and need medical attention, you’d better hope your doctor didn’t study activism in school instead of orthopedics.
And when you apply for a job, you’d better be prepared to stifle your feeeelings and do whatever work the position requires, or you’ll get your butt fired. Of course, I suppose you could always live in mommy and daddy’s basement for the rest of your life, whining on various online forums about how unfair life is and how you’re too delicate to face it.
Colleges and universities knuckling under to this ridiculous nonsense are doomed. No employer will be able to take a degree seriously if it’s from a school full of empty classes that teach nothing but whining and provide no useful skills.
But in the meantime, social justice whiners, soldier on. We who dwell in the real world laugh at you. We who dwell in the real world, making a living and paying our taxes, mock you. For those of us with children, you are providing brilliant, entertaining examples of how NOT to raise our kids.
But be warned: Someday the funding will cease. Those of us who work long hours and pay our taxes are tired of supporting your worthless, useless hides. You’d better hope mommy still has your basement room available because otherwise you might be on the street.
It may not be “fair,” but that’s reality. Now go take your meds.
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