As I have noted, I deliberately missed my class’s big reunion intentionally, disgusted with what the school has become and the unethical values it now imposes on its students, alumni, applicants and other sho rely upon it to be a force for enlightenment in the nation. Interestingly, several classmates (none of whom I ever met) sent me their approval of my protest and the stated reasons for it in my class report, but none emailed. All arrived in handwritten letters. Either they think my views are so out-of-date that I communicate in quill and parchment only, or they do.
Anyway, I am slowly working my way through the hardbound tome, which is over a thousand pages long and in small print. Its statements by members of the class provide a fascinating and useful set of clues about the current state of mind the more pampered, “privileged” Boomers are in—for one thing, those who did write (a lot of them didn’t) are even more verbose than I am. Also notable is how many of the survivors of the original campus protests are just as vulnerable to facile conventional wisdom among their peer groups now as they were when they were praising Ho Chi Minh, promiscuous sex and the habit of being stoned much of the day.
I have always thought that maturity is a myth.
With this post, I’m launching what might be a continuing series, but who knows what horrors lie in those 1000 pages? I have already been horrified by the number of my classmates who feel that the Earth is endangered by global warming, which they view as the Most Important Thing Ever, though none of the people writing that appear to be in the scientific community.
My observation in this post comes after reading the life report of an articulate and credentialed Radcliffe grad who feels that her greatest accomplishment has been leading a local non-profit organization that successfully pushed a small Vermont town to reduce its “carbon footstep” by 45%.
The massive achievement, you will note—I wonder if she realizes this?—can have no impact on the future temperature of the Earth or its seas, or the viability of polar bears, or the durability of the glaciers whatsoever. It is meaningless virtue-signaling at best; at worst, a waste of human energy and volunteer time that could have been put to productive use elsewhere.
Such faddish grandstanding isn’t “doing good”; it is looking good to those with similar ideological obsessions. This is where a prestige college degree leads?
“Hey hey ho ho, ROTC has got to go!”