Monday, September 08, 2008

Kropotkin University on Mississippi

My, my, the U of Minn. staffed by a bunch of leftist thugs? Gee, who woulda thunk it?

6 comments:

Mr roT said...

Yeah, well, they're just trying hard to outdo Harvard over there, but will never quite hang with the big boys.

Tecumseh said...

Taranto has a good piece on Obama today:

Reader, when your toilet breaks, do you wait around for some Ivy League hotshot to show up and organize a meeting so that you can use your collective strength to wring concessions from the powers that be?

Or do you call a plumber?

As a "community organizer," Obama toiled within a subculture of such abject dependency that even home repairs were "social services," provided by government (or, in Obama's Chicago, not provided). It was an utterly bizarre intersection between the cultural elite and the underclass. By Judis's account, Obama's Columbia degree was useless. He would have been more helpful if he'd gone to vocational school instead.

Is Taranto making fun of Columbia? Methinks, a graduate from there should just fix the damn toilet himself. They don't teach that at Podunk U., but on Morningside Drive, it's a skill that comes in handy.

Mr roT said...

Yes, Taranto was especially good today.

Arelcao Akleos said...

Now, now, AI. I can understand why current or former denizens of Morningside heights would be particularly proud of their toilet skills, but in many a Podunk U has taught its students that toilets are for the effete crowd.
If you were a real Podunker, y'ed build an underground cesspool, making sure that it is not near a spring from which you're gonna get yer drink yet near enough to your survivalist bunker [festooned with posters of the Montana Militia] to allow that pipe stolen from the local abandoned copper mine to carry yer shit down to where it can shine and shimmer. Then hrow in a freshly killed chicken to prime the bastard, let ferment awhile, and--voila-- yer set ta relax, grab a flagon of rhubarb wine, and slide in a fine DVD of "Deliverance", "The Hills Have Eyes", "Waterboy", or any other paen to the Podunk Lifestyle.

Tecumseh said...

Oh, my God! It can't be that bad out there in the outback! I've had my share of outhouses back when -- what I remember most was the stench, and the bluish flies circling like crazy. And Podunk is Paree compared with the boonies I was vacationing to as a child. But, thankfully, I did not have to clean the mess, or fix something.

My Frontier Thesis said...

It's amazing Tom Palmer of the CATO Institute was able to deliver his "Why Welfare Is Not A Right," and get out of there alive. I attended that evening lecture/discussion on the main Minneapolis campus, just across from Ford Hall. Palmer was shouted at the beginning, but everyone calmed the potential rioters down.