I Don’t Think It Means What You Think It Means.

RIP Glen Frey 1948 – 2016

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “

Note to Boomers: Apparently you can check out. Plan, and pack, accordingly.

And in Martin Luther King Day news: I see the University of Michigan joins with #BLM, race baiters and racists everywhere to mandate classes in White Privilege for their business school students. Because indoctrination does not stop at the high school diploma anymore.

The University of Michigan has added a three-year diversity requirement to its Ross School of Business undergraduate curriculum that, among other things, will teach their students how race, gender and sexual orientation “connect to larger systems of power, privilege and oppression.”

Well how about that? Seven years into our first post-racial presidency we have to mandate indoctrination on the art and artiface of identity politics. And at one of the country’s best undergraduate business schools (ranked 4th – for now) no less.

Post Racial: I don’t think it means what you think it means professor. 

The classes, which include “Identity 101” and “Entering into, Engaging with and Exiting Communities across Difference”, are mandatory for graduation and emphasize “identity, diversity and experience,” said Lynn Wooten, associate dean for undergraduate programs.

There are mandatory “reflection papers” to discuss your identity and confess your guilt and no “vague generalities” are allowed.

Reflect on this: with out-of-state rates approaching $60k per year it doesn’t strike me as good value to waste 3 courses (1 in the sophmore, junior and senior year) beating the white privilege myth further into the heads of our country’s future titans of industry. Butt that’s just me; a guilty receipient of white privilege that allowed me to obtain everything I worked hard to achieve. It’s so unfair.

“Served,” I don’t think it means what you think it means buddy.

Moral of the story: Save yourself a lot of money on a college education and just read the books yourself.