Self-Identifying Is All The Rage These Days But College Students Unwittingly Reveal The Absolute Idiocy That Comes With It
[guest post by Dana]
If you are feeling all campaigned out, let me offer you a safe-space at Patterico’s. Also known as a Trump-free space. But, whatever you call it, it’s likely you will still end up pulling your hair out…
While the 2016 presidential campaigns power onward, culture continues it rapid decline as society nurture its ongoing self-indulgent identity crisis. It’s horrible, this collective navel-gazing. It’s the ultimate train wreck, you can’t bear to watch but you can’t make yourself look away either. Especially as you realize you are tied down to the very tracks upon which that big old locomotive of crazy is barreling.
It appears there is no end to the Orwellian rabbit hole in which we currently find ourselves tumbling down. Here, courtesy of the Family Institute of Washington, we can see the painful contortions and intellectual dishonesty that are part of the package deal when buying into the the entire mess of new social norms. Of course, none illustrate these societal shifts of insanity more beautifully and tragically than the quintessential dimwitted college student:
In other news confirming our ongoing identity crisis, the very white Rachel Dolezal, who I wrote about here, is penning a book about racial identity:
Race didn’t create racism, but racism created race.
Tell it, sister!
Since there is no rule book on these matters, let me ask you, exactly where does the line between self-identifying and cultural appropriation begin and end? See: Dolezal’s hair and the attack on this young man:
And I haven’t even gotten to the gender-neutral bathroom debacle. Suffice it to say, hats off to North Carolina’s Gov. McCrory for the decision to protect women and children, and shame on any lawmakers dismissing objections to gender-neutral bathroom laws as nothing more than fear-mongering. Let me tell you, that is a real LOAD OF CRAP destined to clog up any toilet, no matter to which gender it has been assigned.
Anyway, I decided that today I’m self-identifying as a size 2 supermodel. Yep. Feeling p-r-e-t-t-y good about myself.
How about you?