Jonathan Haidt on the problems on campus

Haidt¬† speaks of “intersectionality” and our tribal nature. “Intersectionality is like NATO for social justice activists”.

You cannot get to a trans-tribal political construct – that is, liberal democratic society – by stirring up tribal feeling in youth.

He says that when he was given an education in the 1980s, he was given many lenses by which to analyze society. Now he says, the kids are given only one lens: power.

Could you invent a morality more at variance with the purposes of a university?

 

 

 

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Don Laird

NEWS FLASH !!!!

DOCTOR DEBBIE DOES DAMAGE CONTROL

DR. DEBORAH MACLATCHY OF WILFRED LAURIER UNIVERSITY APOLOGIZES TO LINDSAY SHEPHERD

NOTE TO READER, RECIPIENT

This email/letter to Dr. Deborah MacLatchy is an “Open Letter”, please give it that same special attention and treatment that so many 3rd rate rock stars and coke freaks did to Margaret Trudeau’s legs………spread it as wide as possible and as often as possible.

On an informational note, Margaret Trudeau was last seen, still in search of her panties, in orbit around Saturn aboard the good ship USS Prozac, in the soothing and capable hands of Commander Zoloft and Captain Adderall.

November 21, 2017

Dr. Deborah MacLatchy
President, Vice Chancellor
Wilfred Laurier University
75 University Ave W,
Waterloo, Ontario
Canada, N2L 3C5

RE: DR. DEBBIE DOES DAMAGE CONTROL

Dear Dr. MacLatchy

Well, well, well Doctor Debbie………….seems that you came to your senses rather quickly you old bovine beauty you, nothing like a few hundred howling villagers gathered around the castle of the Evil Witch Queen with their torches, buckets of petroleum by-product, bags of the accoutrement of poultry and screaming for your death to get yer bowels rumbling, nothing like the smelling salts of public exposure to snap an old broad outa her trance and bring her back to reality……..yup!!!….the light of day has a rather sanitizing and sobering effect on those Leftist sensibilities…….oh well, look on the bright side Doctor Debbie, you may not have your pride, you may not have much of a reputation left but you still have all those stray cats and the sacred urn on the mantelpiece with the ashes of your first burned brassiere, you can roll on home, grab that frumpy housecoat, light a scented candle, put on a Helen Reddy record, whip out the “Black Mamba” with a fresh pack of Duracell’s, pour a gallon of martini’s and, wandering down Memory Lane to the good old days, hoist a toast to that yellowed snapshot on the wall……the one of you, Wendy Mesley, Libby Davies, Hedy Fry, Margaret Trudeau and Andrea Dworkin cavorting about in that hot tub at the Chateau Laurier in 1979……..you know that snapshot I’m talking about Debbie…..the same one that copies of sit in every hospital ward as a back-up should stocks of Ipecac run low……….it was quite a night Doctor Debbie wasn’t it?…..your 55th birthday celebration and all made a salubrious event marking the night Margaret Trudeau had finally completely lost her mind, that last festive evening just before Margaret started her world tour as the human bicycle for the Rolling Stones….oh you were so proud Debbie and so was Canada and so were the staff at the Chateau Laurier until the tacos and burritos caught up with Andrea……..oh those were the days weren’t they Debbie ????…………..but enough of the nostalgia Doctor Debbie, lets get back to that enormous slice of Humble Pie you and your colleagues are chowing down on now……the apology.

Oh well, into each life a little rain must fall, guess you never expected a Monsoon did ya Doctor Debbie??…….but all’s well that ends well, your apology was better late than never Doctor Debbie.

On a sombre note, out of all of this mess, the one person that I am immensely proud of is Lindsay Shepherd. I think Lindsay will be just fine from this point on. I think Lindsay has learned more in the last two weeks about herself, her life, the world we live in and what courage of conviction truly means than she ever could have without the blast furnace of cowardice and adversity that is Rambukkana, Pimlott and Joel. One day, I think Lindsay will make a hard working decent young man a very proud husband. I think Lindsay will make an excellent mother. If she so chooses, I think Lindsay will make a superb professor and colleague to her fellow academics. I think Lindsay Shepherd is going to be just fine.

Its funny Doctor Debbie, when I think of all the foolishness Lindsay Shepherd has put up with at Wilfred Laurier University I am reminded of the words of President Theodore Roosevelt as he gave a speech at the Sorbonne in Paris, France on April 23, 1910. The speech was called “Citizenship in a Republic”. There is a quote from that speech that is known as “The Man In The Arena”. I have loved that quote since my mother gave it to me when I was about 7 years old.

………”It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat”……

Excerpt, “Citizenship in a Republic”
President Theodore Roosevelt
Sorbonne, Paris, France, April 23, 1910

Like I said, Lindsay Shepherd is going to be just fine.

As for Rambukkana, Joel and Pimlott, well Doctor Debbie, sometimes a person’s depth of character and life’s work can be summed up in diplomatic terms, gently likening the same to a circular muscle located in the southern hemisphere of the human body that’s responsible for waste disposal, but in this case Doctor Debbie…..sometimes assholes are just that…..assholes, plain and simple.

As for you Doctor Debbie, I gotta run……but hey you old cow, speaking about western sensibilities, should you ever feel the need to rid yourself of all those soy drinking, make-up wearing, mincing, lisping, limp wristed, sexually confused Lotharios that scamper around the Wilfred Laurier campus calling themselves men, just jump on the old Greyhound bus and head for northern Alberta, we’ll get you saddled up with a jug of whisky and a burly rig-hand that hasn’t seen beaver in at least two shifts, he’ll buy you a couple burgers at the A&W, take you out for a drive in his pick-up, then throw yer heels up around yer ears Doctor Debbie and, while singing a Johnny Cash tune, give yuh such a pounding that come the rising of the morning sun you’ll be crossed-eyed, limpin’ and speaking Swahili !!!!!

Gotta run Hunny-Bunny!!!

Sincerely, Don Laird
Alberta, Canada

PS, Good work Professor David Haskell, good friends and speakers of the truth are hard to find these days. You did well, you should be proud.

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