They have to run around with broomsticks between their legs. Sheesh.
I thought it was a satire when I read about it in Campus Reform–I mean, really: college “quidditch”? (https://campusreform.org/article?id=18707) That’s that game they play in Harry Potter books, in which they zoom around on broomsticks.
But no. There is college quidditch, it’s been around since 2005, and there is not only a U.S. Quidditch organization, but also Major League Quidditch.
And what they want to do now is to change the name of the game because of author J.K. Rowling’s “anti-trans positions in recent years.” Rowling wrote the books and created the game–but no one is allowed to be “anti-trans.” Rowling’s hate crime was to assert that there are only men and women, they are not the same, and there are no other “genders.” Nor can you “change your gender.”
Wow. No wonder they’re so mad at her.
If I were J.K. Rowling, I would say “Fine! You can either stop playing my game altogether, or you can pay me a royalty every time you play it.” But maybe only trans-friendly authors are now allowed control of their own intellectual property. Diversity brooks no dissent.
What are these trans-happy morons getting out of this? Does anybody understand that? Can anyone explain it? Or is it just our civilization gasping out its life in an endless stream of foolishness?
God will save us, somehow.
This moaning I hadded to “go to” Chareman Mousey Dung Hall to get my Privlidge czecked “and” i runned Into this hear Gye he was Reely Skared!!!!! and he hadded a Ragg and was “try-ing” to wype his Shaddoe off “The” wall!!!!!
He eggsplaned it to me,, “I am “try-ing” to Get ridd Of my Shaddoe and i jist Cant wype it Aweigh”!”!” He jist kepp wyping and wyping And wyping but he coodnt maik “it” Go Aweiy!!!
Natchruly I assked himb wye “he” “was” dooing that and he sayed it’s “becose my Shaddoe it is Racist!!!! I lernt that in a lexture!!! Awl Shaddoes thay “are” racist”!!””
Whell nhow haow cood “that” bee?? I meen, lyke, evry boddy’s Shaddoe thay “Are” awl Black,, rite????? “Yiu must of herd It rong” I sayed,, “yore shaddoe It Is Black and black, it cant be Racist!!!!” Butt he sayed “Shaddoes thay “are” ownly Pre-tenting to be Black!!! It is A “Trick!” So’s we cant Sea themb wen its Darrk!! Thats wen thay go owt and Do thare Racist stuph!!”
I nevver thinked of that befour!!!! And thare was My Shaddoe standin rite neckst To his!!!! And nhow that I thinked of it,, i nevver did sea My Shaddoe wen it was nyte tyme!!”! So of coarse I assked himb, “Has yiu got anether Ragg?? We got to wype ouwt my Shaddoe tooo!””!!
We tryed and tryed butt “we Jist” coodnt doo it!!!!!!!!!!
Shaddoes thay Are Prooof that awl wyte peeple thay are Racists!!!!!!
Special yoga pants!
My viewership has cratered, these last few days, my computer’s acting up, it’s too cold outside to write–I might as well do yoga. Get my ankle stuck on the back of my neck. Quick, call Rutgers.
An Invitation to Yoga
Yes: while China is dead serious about teaching its college students how to master the sciences–and how to cheat–our colleges are into… yoga. And Beyonce studies. Our professors turn up as guests on NPR babbling about how “white people own time.”
But if we don’t stop doing stupid stuff, it’s Red China who’s going to own time. Red China’s going to own us.
Liberals are happy with all that Chairman Mao stuff. But we are in a race with China, economically and technologically… and the loser will lose big.
Do we still have time for yoga pants and trigger warnings?