We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Your current group of students have dishonored your elite, bucolic school. If police are not called in, and kids are not expelled, the school's reputation and image will suffer for years no matter how excellent the faculty. Forget the college rules of conduct because many laws were broken.
If this is a typical administration, nothing will happen unless the Board and the alums put pressure on a seemingly spineless, castrated administration. Typical administrators.
It’s been exactly 40 years since my late wife and I quit as English profs at Middlebury College, where hundreds of screaming students wouldn’t allow Charles Murray, one of the nation’s foremost conservative intellectuals, to speak to them yesterday, as a campus conservative group had invited him to do. Like everything else in America, no doubt much has changed at the now-trendy college, nestled in Vermont’s maple-clad mountains, in four decades. Back in the 1970s, the Arab-launched oil crisis forced school officials to choose between shutting off the electricity to the library or to the school’s private ski lift. After a student referendum, the library went dark.
... I remember two salient traits of the majority of students in those days. One was their extraordinary intellectual laziness and lack of curiosity, especially infuriating because so many were such intelligent kids. The other was their immense privilege. Shiny new BMWs filled the student parking lot, each fitted with racks holding the most technologically advanced skis for whizzing down the slopes. There were battered Volvos, too. They belonged to us teachers.
I never set foot on the Middlebury campus, but had a Middlebury connection in my childhood. Hal Hitchcock, a Biology professor at Middlebury, came to my NE hometown one summer to investigate bats. He found bats in an abandoned building that used to be a one-room schoolhouse. My chief babysitter attended a one-room schoolhouse for several years before moving on to the newly constructed "big house."
It would appear that Middlebury has recently gone batty. I doubt that Dr. Hitchcock, the eminent bat researcher, would be amused at the recent turn of events.
My microbiology prof at Butler U. early '50s was a leftie through and through and proud of it. He previously had been tenured at Middlebury, but had been fired, he claimed, for expressing his political views. I guess times change.
I wonder how many of the students who turned their backs on CM in the lecture hall have even read his books? It would have been nice to have someone actually ask questions, or make comments.
I once called in to a college/community radio show to defend the book, "Closing of the American Mind" (Allan Bloom, 2008) another caller immediately slammed my comments, but it was apparent that he hadn't read the book, so I called back to ask about that, and it turned out that he was furious about what he'd read about another controversial book that year, and had mixed them up.
So many people are just following the PC bandwagon, never read or think for themselves.