What happens when you discover you have cancer? Right: you kill it. Poison it, radiate it, cut it out. Make it dead. Terminate it with extreme prejudice.
If you don’t act, what happens?
Right: the cancer grows. It crowds out healthy cells, choking the life out of them. The cancer weakens then destroys its host. But in causing the death of its host, the malignancy eventually kills itself too. If the cancer could think, which of course it cannot, it would, as it gazed contemptuously at the rotting corpse which surrounds it, take pleasure in being the last thing standing. Cancer is evil.
I of course should have checked my white privilege and led this story with a Trigger Warning in case a college professor or her student accidentally read it and became traumatized for life. Too late.
Trigger Warnings are a farce, a contemptible asinine idiotic burlesque. Anybody who is not insane knows this—and that is still most of us. But our knowing this, our laughter and our ridicule, and our exposing every form of nonsense created by universities, is not stopping the cancer from spreading.
Infected professors and students are successfully corrupting or purging healthy cells from university bodies. And the cancer is violent. Mobs of students, as their approving radical minders sit watching, charge stages or quads and chase away the uninfected in order to protect their corroded ears from Truth, which is the only medicine known to work. Professors and administrators, their minds ravaged by disease, ban Truth via speech codes and help raging students find targets.
Every cancer has a cause, and in this case the carcinogen was and is Equality. Never was there a more pernicious and malevolent idea. It was Equality that inspired the diversity quota system in hiring professors, which directly led to the creation of “Studies” departments staffed by representative members of Grievance Groups. Administrators thought this form of appeasement would isolate the cancer, keep it in plain view so that it could be controlled.
Any doctor could have told them cancers don’t work that way. It wasn’t long before the infection spread to other departments and to the creation of multifarious budget-hungry Offices of Diversity and Indignation. Then came diversity quotas for the students themselves.
Then came the rigorous enforcement of ideology.
All pretense that universities are places to study Truth, Beauty, The Good, What Is Best For Man have now been abandoned, except (partially) in so-called STEM fields, where students find false refuge in believing the answer to every question is “Science!” But we need only say “Global Warming” or “Amygdala” to know that the rot has infected these redoubts as well.
So much for the disease; the crime, really. Truth as a cure won’t work at this late stage. Something more radical is needed before the effects spread to the entire culture and destroy it.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the charge is Corrupting the Youth and I ask for a verdict of guilty.
If we are save our young from becoming temperamental sniveling thumb-sucking snot-nosed molly-coddled tantrum-throwing ignorant know-nothing cowardly narcissistic blood-lusting brats, we must eliminate their exposure to grasping avaricious hateful lazy gossiping caustic vindictive grievance-mongering race-bating sex-obsessed privileged cultural leech professors and administrators.
Since there isn’t enough hemlock to go around, nuking the cancer from orbit will have to do (though kinetic weapons would make a cheap alternative). It’s the only way to be sure.