sacrificing the sacred ideas upon the altar of discourse

only that which is dead may cease to struggle

every once in a while, you see a piece of pure, distilled wisdom.

boom.

nailed it.

you cannot found a valid movement upon that which cannot be moved, but the class of people “too educated to learn anything” will nonetheless cling to such praxis unto death (and beyond) and shall ever cart about their sacred dead like incan mummies still granted unimpeachable places at the table of discourse.

the anointed ideology itself is meaningless, its tenets incidental. it exists only as a signifier of the prerogative to speak without contradiction or challenge.

there could be no more bankrupt ideology, no more helpless or hapless a creature unable to survive outside the cultivated terrariums of special pleading to which it is indigenous than this non-interrogatable doctrine not just of faith but of fealty that has come to pass as “intellectualism.”

this frailty is precisely why they must defend their dogmas so fiercely.

whither withers academia.

that’s just the way it is when one gets too drunk upon appeals to one’s own authority. whole societies spring up to enable and glorify it.

rarified enough times, it elevates actual idiots to preside over “the movement” because anyone else would be able to rotate the shape and recognize the absurdities for which they were playing parade marshal.

you’re literally selecting for “failed upward power-fools.”

and you will get them.

and they will have no idea what feeble and self-congratulatory hothouse orchids they have become.

they will think they are thriving.

worse, they will think they are leading.

this is how you get the sort of insularity and inability to parse or interact with reality that has come to dominate academia. the “flatulence as fragrance” class simply cannot imagine any other structure and it distills and re-distills this essence until pure avatars emerge.

pretty soon, you have presidents of once august universities whose entire lives and bodies of work are fraud.

this woman literally plagiarized the acknowledgement in her dissertation. not just the work. not just the ideas. sections of the actual acknowledgment where she thanks those who helped her are copied word for fricking word from the 1996 book “facing up to the american dream: race, class, and the soul of the nation” by harvard political scientist jennifer hochschild. she faked her ideas, she faked her data, and when caught, the system around her faked having investigated her to try to silence the media with threats of libel suits.

apparently, it takes a village to raise a child, but a mere university will do when one needs to crib together an entire career of papers by plagiarism.

it simply beggars belief that any institute of higher learning could mistake this for something to circle the wagons around and defend. just how bereft of ethics or integrity can one be?

i mean, what next?

and honestly, her work alone should have been disqualifying. decency would seem to dictate that if you’re going to plagiarize something, at least find something good, something profound, not vapid twaddle that’s as predictable as it is tedious. there was no scholarship here, no insight, no wisdom.

this stuff is terrible and it’s terrible on purpose.

it’s trash foisted on phonies as a sort of ideological purity test:

prove you can see the clothes of this butt naked emperor or you may not reside among us in the ivory towers.

it’s a screening tool, a selector.

and it just keeps getting worse and worse until one day one reaches the truly indefensible: pure rarified essence of primal idiocy and dissolution.

academia as alkahest, a corrosive so potent it will denature and dissolve anything else with which it comes in contact.

of course, there is another theory as well:

the department of intellectual inbreeding makes a breakthrough

and let’s face it, we’re there. i spoke some time ago about how true believers taking over government grifts leads to the inevitability of rule by rube and this is trebly true in the hallowed halls of academia where the conflicts conflagrate so fiercely precisely because they are, in actuality, about so little.

gato’s postulate tells us:

a democratic government powerful enough to dictate that which is bought and sold will inevitably devolve into rule by rube.

now imagine how this can run riot in an autocratic command economy like academia. of course the lunatics took over the asylum. the true believer/zealots who have no idea that the grift is a grift were not even held back by economic reality. there were no checks, no balances, just a runaway process feeding upon its own calamitous incapacity. after all, academia practically invented the idea of “failing up.”

small wonder these people are lost.

many keep asking “why is harvard OK with this?” and “why won’t they see sense and fire her?”

but just who is “harvard” these days?

it’s people like ms gay, an endless tottering “turtles all the way down” stack of feckless fools who know no better. perhaps they thought this WAS academia. they have no idea what this is really supposed to be like. this sort of purloined praxis as performative puppet-show is basically a bunch of kids standing on one another’s shoulders under a trench coat who managed not only to get into a movie they did not understand but somehow wound up directing the sequel. it would be sort of hilarious were it not so utterly damaging and destructive.

in the end, it’s non-interrogable bad ideas that have eaten the beating heart of discourse and inquiry.

but of course, the erstwhile eaters have a funny way of becoming the eaten…

and honestly, the whole thing is becoming gorgeous. it’s just SO bad. it’s so absurd. it’s so obvious and blatant and irredeemable. it cannot be fixed. it must be burned to the waterline and it’s about to be. people have had it and heads are going to roll. this fight is already over, the wokesters just don’t know it yet.

as soon as it became OK to criticize and mock them, their reign ended. it was only through the “sacred idea which may not be challenged” that they survived. it was only by censoring and shouting down and canceling that this ridiculous and rotten regime of righteous bigots masquerading as diversity and inclusion could flex its phony power and cow criticism to silence.

apart from that, they had nothing. there is no next step, no pivot. their ideas and ideologies were dead and still are and that which is dead does not evolve.

and now the rest of us are allowed to talk about the stink of the putrification and have escaped the gaslighting driven abeline paradox of a whole group not wanting this but going along because it thought everyone else in the group was onside with the junta. the return to knowing our own minds and sharing this with our fellows is what takes this down and once more makes “broke” the price of woke.

pull up a chair.

this is where the movie gets good.

the spectacle is going to become a hilarity of self-clown and self-immolation.

these people are just going to keep doubling down and overplaying a hand that any fool can see is a loser. (well, almost any fool, astonishingly, barack obama himself has apparently waded in to try to save ms gay)

harvard is going to be a fascinating acid test.

penny pritzker (heiress to the pritzger family fortune and political dynasty and herself the commerce secretary under BO and a biden special economic representative to ukraine) seems to have bought herself a board seat then led the process to pick claudine gay.

it seems like this is just typical “close ranks, prop each other up, weather the storm” thinking, but it also seems to be failing and the longer it goes on, the bigger the chunk it will need to take out if it fails. they are all roped together and so whereas there was a time ms gay could have been put up as sacrificial lamb to allow the others to skate, that time perhaps has past and questions around “did you really investigate this?” are getting pointy and likely the list of those who must fall upon swords in propitiation is lengthening.

many seem surprised by this, perhaps most of all those involved. they are trying their old tricks and finding them fruitless.

i really do not think they understand how much the land beneath them has shifted.

they will drive right into brick walls at full speed.

and we will be there to mock them and pick up the pieces of the world that they might be refashioned once more into something of use.

the time of tolkienism has passed.

and team twaddle has chosen truly terrible and inapposite champions for the course to come. i’m honestly not at all convinced that they even have any idea what’s going on or how much trouble they are in.

it’s dead-end dead-philosophy for vacuous dead-minds. it just hasn’t finished falling over yet.

but the truth will out.

and as a wise woman told us:

the truth (and perhaps just a soupçon of mockery) will set us free.

game on.