It seems that at least a few universities are pushing back against the wave of sniveling Special Snowflakes™, who are flooding the halls of higher education with their fears, their perceived offenses, their alleged “trauma,” their claims of oppression, and their unreasonable demands for “safe space” to isolate and insulate them from dissent!
The latest is Oklahoma Wesleyan University, whose president kicked a Special Snowflake™ in the nuts after said offendapotomus complained because he felt “victimized” by a sermon on love that he claimed made him feel bad for not showing love! Apparently, the Special Snowflake’s feelings were hurt, because the sermon challenged him to be a better person, and therefore, the person giving the sermon was branded a “hater,” a “bigot,” an “oppressor,” and a “victimizer.”
This instead of looking into mirror and making a change.
To quote this wise man, “This is not a daycare! This is a university!”
But apparently, these Special Snowflakes are too special to adult, so they are demanding America’s colleges become their mommies and daddies. If that’s the case, shouldn’t we raise the legal adult age to… say… 25 or so? After all if you’re a legal adult who can’t tolerate constructive criticism, dissenting opinions, or your worldview being challenged, what are you doing making adult decisions about your life? You should have a university administrator mommy or daddy who will instruct you how to live your life, so as not to harm your fragile little ego or your sensitive little reproductive organs.
It kind of makes you wonder what kind of bubble wrap the parents of these clammy, entitled, bleating cry bullies have been wrapping them in. Pink. Large bubbles. Lined with fur. And maybe binkies and a soft blanky.
So what if we just stopped catering to these fragile flowers?
What if every time a whiny douche weasel gets publicly chafed labia over the names of Mars’ moons being too violent, we oblige by changing Phobos and Deimos (Fear and Terror) to the even more frightening Sanguis and Decollatio (Bloodshed and Beheading)?
What if the next time some entitled millennial complains about facing the same problems the rest of us face in life, but blames it on being a “person of color,” because mommy and daddy aren’t as able as those privileged whites to throw money at them like white parents supposedly do, we issued them a white, redistributionist liberal who agrees with their philosophy, if they promised to leave the rest of us alone?
What if the next time a BLM protester physically assaults a white student on a college campus by pinning her against a wall, while screaming hateful, racist epithets such as “filthy, white bitch,” the white student throat punches that screeching cunt so hard, her vocal cords fall out of her ass? Would they get the message that their color, their alleged “plight,” and their grievances do not excuse physical assault and will be returned in kind?
What if we gave sniveling, whimpering limp dicks demanding “a rare space where their blackness could not be violated” their own “separate, but equal” facilities? Would they even remember what they were about? Would they even understand the kind of foul, twisted, demented demands they’re making? Would they even remember and respect those who marched and fought against the very same sick thing for which they now clamor?
What if we allowed privileged Snowflakes who attention whored by starving themselves, while hiding the fact that they are the spawn of millionaires, to just starve? Would they sneak a Snickers while no one was looking? Would they give up, because their stunt was a worthless ploy for attention, and everyone recognized it as such?
What if the next time a “feminist” (and I put that word in quotes, because no real, independent, strong woman would actually break down into mental illness due to social media disagreements) screeches about Twitter giving her PTSD and complains about her irritated vagina, we show her photos of women raped by ISIS savages, little girls mutilated in Somalia with shards of broken glass and rusty blades, so they never enjoy sex, and a photo of Malala Yousafzai, who was shot for daring to demand an education, and point and laugh at her for being such a sniveling candy-ass that she wound up bedridden and
unable unwilling to work, because people were SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO mean?
And what if next time a privileged Hollywood
entertainer dildo who likely lives in a nice, gated community with armed guards and police who respond in no time to emergency calls, claims that “If every Black male 18-35 applied for a conceal& carry permit, and then joined NRA in one day; there would be gun control laws in a second,” we take as many of our black friends as we can shooting and offer to buy them an NRA membership for a year or better yet, a membership to their state gun rights association, no-compromise Gun Owners of America, or the Zelman Partisans, who understand racism and prejudice and fight to counter it every day?
Then tweet the photos from the range trip to this sanctimonious shitslurper, and direct his stupid ass to Colion Noir for an education.
What if society just stopped affording deference to these blubbering, mewling brats? Or better yet, ridiculed them at every turn?