University of Chicago Does Some Spanking

The University of Chicago is distinguishing its intellectual honesty among collegial learning institutions by declaring to incoming Freshman that it will not tolerate the personal emotional demands of teenagers coddled to date with zero tolerance anti-hurt feelings policies run amok.

You will find that we expect members of our community to be engaged in rigorous debate, discussion, and even disagreement. At times this may challenge you and even cause discomfort. 

Our commitment to academic freedom means that we do not support so called ‘trigger warnings,’ we do not cancel invited speakers because their topics might prove controversial, and we do not condone the creation of intellectual ‘safe spaces’ where individuals can retreat from ideas and perspectives at odds with their own.

Everyone sort of agrees that if there is any single venue for confrontational debate and complete freedom of speech, it’s the college campus. Well, everyone but college administrators and a majority of faculty and students on modern American campuses who routinely equate being made to feel unhappy with being assaulted. A student protestor last year at Pomona college insisted that it was the school’s responsibility to make sure he felt “not just physically safe, but emotionally safe”. His fellow students nodded their approval, sealing their fate as future mall store shelf stockers.

Naturally, the University of Chicago letter was sent to incoming Freshman after tuition deposits were cashed. Back out now, micro-aggrressed panty waists, and we’re keeping the first ten grand. 

The University is being hailed roundly by people sick and tired of an individually esteem indulged college-aged kids. Though it likely will not be mimicked by other institutions. Perhaps the Millennials as special snowflakes zeitgeist will fade or even reverse course in time. That time is not now. Political correctness and broad brushed emasculation have yet to take their full toll. Signs of rock bottom will include the WNBA in primetime and asking the Chinese soldier on your block if you could make your way to the 7-Eleven for a late night microwaved burrito.