George Will wants to talk about rape. The word ‘snide’ comes to mind.
Colleges and universities are being educated by Washington and are finding the experience excruciating. They are learning that when they say campus victimizations are ubiquitous (“micro-aggressions,” often not discernible to the untutored eye, are everywhere), and that when they make victimhood a coveted status that confers privileges, victims proliferate.
The privileges of going to a hospital, then later to trial? What an introductory paragraph. All of his arguments have to follow from here. But there’s no indication that rape is a horrific crime that needs to be taken seriously. There are only Will’s epic mockery and disparagement of victims.
And academia’s progressivism has rendered it intellectually defenseless now that progressivism’s achievement, the regulatory state, has decided it is academia’s turn to be broken to government’s saddle.
Catch that bit? Government is raping academia. Sometimes bad things happen to you, but then there are crimes. This is THE INTRODUCTORY PARAGRAPH. ‘Two can play at this game’ George is telling everybody. Still think rape is serious, man?
Consider the supposed campus epidemic of rape, a.k.a. “sexual assault.”
Sexual assault is barely a thing in his world. It’s something somebody probably made up. So to be fair, to him, we need to set it aside as “sexual assault.” As if.
Now the Obama administration is riding to the rescue of “sexual assault” victims. It vows to excavate equities from the ambiguities of the hookup culture, this cocktail of hormones, alcohol and the faux sophistication of today’s prolonged adolescence of especially privileged young adults.
And look at his view of university students: confused, overwrought, oversexed, privileged, immature, and stupid. George can’t believe a woman exhibiting any of these traits could be assaulted. She’s too beneath his dignity to earn any sympathy.
Since he oozed his way over to Fox News Will has been less and less concerned with acting civilized and it really shows. This screed is no different from anything your drunken uncle would yell at Jerry Springer. George is just the oak panel version of white trash.