Sounds like the Emory President has decided to go ahead and send out a university-wide email.. If some of you truly feel threatened by that graffiti, perhaps you are not ready for college life,
Fixed it for ya, but it didn't say that ...did it ? My man Fred posted a rant on this subject and as usual, it hit the mark.
Edited as usual, for brevity.
On Campus at U.PE: The University of Practically Everywhere
http://fredoneverything.org/on-campus-at-u-pe-the-university-of-practically-everywhere/
In the fall of the year, as leaves turned red and gold on the campus of U.PE, an aging professor stood on the podium to give the welcoming address to the new class of freshmen. You are now officially in college. You need to know several things about this condition.
To begin, you do not belong here. You are spoiled, self-important, narcissistic, infantile brats, unprepared for college work, in which you likely have little interest. In all likelihood you will waste these four years of your time and mine in this institution, which once was a university—during which you will take absurd courses of your own devising, courses having nothing to do with the purposes of education, of which you know nothing.
This state of affairs is not entirely your fault. Here is something else you need to know: This university is interested only in collecting your tuition and, having no spine, will accede to whatever your little hearts may desire. You will find that nothing is too silly, imbecilic, or pointless to engage your attention, and nothing too absurd for the faculty to permit.
When you graduate, a terrible shock awaits you. You will find that employers have no interest in your wearisome righteousness. They will not pay you for Victims’ Studies or contemplation of grievances. They will not care about the high GPAs you got through grade inflation or sleeping with the professor. They will expect you to do your job, if there is a job for you to do.
Which is by no means certain. You are going to debouch from this institution onto a world that is already grim and becoming more so. Jobs are scarce and the scarcity intensifies. The qualified struggle. You are unlikely to be among them.
Enough. Go forth, roll in ignorance, and God be with you. You will need him.”
The professor concluded amid a roar of displeasure from the assembled young. That afternoon, under the leadership of older students, they formed a committee to oppose racism and hurtful speech. In the social media they launched a campaign to have the professor fired. The administration apologized to the students, promised to behave better in future, and began proceedings to end the professor’s tenure. For his part, he went home, poured himself a double Scotch, and settled into a chair with the Anabasis. Xenophon was at least grammatical.
The mother in law of your hairdresser. I'm not sure if I'd have a hairdresser as a friend on FaceBook or not. Let alone her mother-in-law. But I do have some weird connections too, including a bartender I might see once a month.
