The inmates are running the asylum. No common sense. No adults in charge.
This kind of thing is exactly why we need a President Trump.
Trump trauma? I don’t remember obama trauma...
:^)
Fear which is not rationally justifiable is still fear. It’s natural for us to want to have a bit of fun in private reflecting on how ridiculous these people are. But I’m serious, please be patient and compassionate. Real fear for irrational reasons is related fear.
Gag......
Po widdle snowfwakes!
Oh boo effing hoo. Demand more $$$ from mr.soros. The world doesn’t give a s*** about your feelings, snowflakes.
If you own a business, or serve in HR of a company, avoid hiring these little pansies who can’t cope with adversity and have to drag their blankies and pacifiers with them. It amazes me how today’s young people can be so wimpy in comparison to yesterday’s youth who bravely stormed the beaches of France. Boggles my mind!
What delicate little fawns we have in colleges today. My father died suddenly when I was in college. The day after I was back for an exam. Also had a job with no time off benefits. How will these kids make it in the real world? Who has time for this silliness in college?
:-)
LMAO
This is mostly about the faculty and staff and a few snowflakes. Most college kids are still pretty normal, although the colleges are doing their best to change that.
Mocking the snowflakes is the most appropriate strategy.
Wonder how many of these snowflakes weren’t afraid to riot.
-—marginalization-—
Students can’t be marginalized. Since students don’t appear on the page at all and really don’t matter at all, they can’t be marginalized
A Spic Dyke psychology professor is anathema to the world
Poor little snowflakes! How are they ever going to function in the real world when something doesn’t go their way?
Difficult to imagine what these Dalicate Doilies are going to do when life handes them a SERIOUS setback - and they no longer have campus ‘Safe Rooms’ to which to retreat and lick their psychic wounds.
Why is that nuthouse in Washington called a “University”? That’s like calling a defective sewage treatment plant, “Mt. Rainier.”
As our parents and grandparents used to say:
“Knock off the cr*p or I’ll give you something to cry ABOUT!”
One of the things that approaches the delight of seeing that criminal, immoral, mean, vindictive, anti-American, desiccated old hag go down to crushing defeat, is to see the snowflakes (who swallow wholesale the tripe fed to them by liberals, their teachers/professors, and the media) cowering in terror at the concept of a President Trump.
It is a given that liberals actively stroke, praise, solicit and recruit young voters in the 18-21 age group, telling them they are the smartest, most talented, under appreciated resource this country has. Their very youth, they tell them, makes them the supreme arbiters of truth, because they are untainted by the accumulated debris and corruption of our society.
Blah, blah, blah.
Rush Limbaugh says it better when he calls them ‘skulls full of mush”, and that mush put into those receptive skulls by calculating leftists.
This is not to say all people in that range fall prey to this, there are plenty whose parents helped them tell the difference between someone who is trying to legitimately educate them, and someone who is trying to sell them snake oil, but there are far too many who become leftist zombies.
The thought of those cowering “snowflakes” does elicit delight, but I do temper it with the knowledge that the experiences of life can empty that liberal mush in their skulls, replacing it with logical and pragmatic thought processes. But this can take 10 or 20 years, and it is that time frame that bothers me.
The damage they can do in that time frame by enabling and empowering leftists who cravenly exploit them is considerable.
Note to self: never hire a UW grad, they’ll fold at the first hang-nail. Seriously UW, you people are pathetic, from the top administrators down to the lowliest freshman. You make me sick. All of you go home, put on your pajamas, and live in your mothers’ basements. The rest of us have work to do, GTFO of our way.