Monday: Hili dialogue and big abortion strikes in Poland and Ireland

October 3, 2016 • 7:02 am

Today is October 3, 2016, and we have a special edition. I’ll only point out one historic event: Thomas Wolfe, one of my favorite authors, was born on this day in 1900. He died in 1938 at the age of 37, succumbing to tuberculosis of the brain. Many literature critics I’ve spoken (you’d recognize their names) disdain him for overwriting, and yes, he did at times, but when he was “on” there was no American writer that could so effectively capture the look and spirit of America. Even William Faulkner, in an interview at Washington & Lee University in 1958, gave Wolfe substantial plaudits:

Unidentified participant: Sir, you mentioned Thomas Wolfe [as being of your generation. Would you comment on his place in American] […]?

William Faulkner: It’s too soon to—to say, I think. It takes—takes a little time before the—the dross evaporates from anyone’s work, until there’s a distance for a true perspective. At one time, I was asked to—what I thought of my contemporaries. I said, “It’s too soon to tell.” The questioner said, “Well, haven’t you got any opinion of them at all.” I—I said, “Opinion of who?” He named Wolfe, Hemingway, Dos Passos, Caldwell, and me. I rated them then Wolfe first, me second, Dos Passos, Caldwell, and Hemingway. [audience laughter] Not on—on what we’d accomplished, but only on the single general ground I could find, which was the—the attempt to do more than we could do, on the failure. I rated Wolfe because his was the most splendid failure. He had tried hardest to take all the experience that he was capable of observing and imagining and put it down in one book, on the head of a pin. He had the courage to experiment, to be—to write nonsense, to be foolish, to be sentimental, in the attempt to get down the—that single moving and passionate instance of man’s struggle. I rated myself next because I had tried next hardest to get everything on one page. I rated the others down to Hemingway, not on the value of his work, which I thought was, per se, the best because it was intact and complete. But his was—showed less desire to try to get all of man’s heart onto the pinhead. So I think it’s too soon for anyone to have a—have an opinion about Wolfe. Maybe the only opinion to have about anybody is, “Do I like to read him or don’t I?” And if I like to read him, he’s all right. If I don’t like to read him, then he may be all right for somebody else, but he ain’t my cup of tea. [audience laughter]

If you want the very best of Wolfe without the fluff that many critics dislike, read the story “The Child by Tiger” (1937; free access online), about the lynching of a black man who could no longer bear his menial job and the oppression of the segregationist South. The story was later included in his postmortem novel The Web and the Rock.

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Now the big news: it’s “Black Monday,” and the women of Poland are on strike today, not working but marching in protest of the draconian abortion laws being considered by the national parliament.  Women throughout Europe (below) also protested in solidarity with their Polish sisters. As the Independent reports, the Polish government is actually considering going backwards on abortion, banning all of them:

Terminations are currently permitted in Poland, where 87 per cent of the population identify as Catholic, only when the life of the foetus is under threat, when there is a grave threat to the health of the mother, or when the pregnancy resulted from rape or incest.

If the proposed ban were enacted, all terminations would be criminalised and women who had abortions could be sent to prison for up to five years. Doctors found to have assisted with a termination would also be liable for prosecution and a prison sentence.

Critics say the new law could mean woman suffering miscarriages would be suspected and investigated, and doctors might be put off conducting even routine procedures on pregnant women for fear of being accused of facilitating an abortion.

The new Polish government is extremely right wing, and of course the Catholic Church, which has an iron fist in that country, is behind all this. Malgorzata thinks the abortion law will pass, even though it’s in violation of EEU stipulations (as are the restrictive abortion laws of Ireland, but that hasn’t stopped them from being enforced). Thank you, Vatican!

Malgorazata and Andrzej are homebodies, loath to leave their computers, but this issue was sufficiently important that they made a protest sign and joined the men and women protesting in Wloclawek, 45 minutes away. I asked how the protest went and Malgorzata reported this:

For a town like Wloclawek and for the awful weather (after months and months without one drop from the sky it was pouring down today) it was quite a lot of people. I think 150-200, all clad in black – the whole action is called “Black Monday”. There were young women and old women, young men and old men – I think it was a success. After some speeches by young, wonderful women they were going to march through the streets to the municipal authority.

Wearing black as was requested, Malgorzata and Andrzej carried a sign they made; it says “Women are human beings. Embryos are embryos.”

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Even Hili added her plaintive meows to the protest:

Hili: What a pity that I can’t go with you for the demonstration.
A: Why?
Hili: I would tell the government that we girls need liberation theology to free us from their stupidity.

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In Polish:

Hili: Szkoda, że nie mogę pojechać z wami na demonstrację.
Ja: Dlaczego?
Hili: Powiedziałabym im, że my, dziewuchy, potrzebujemy teologii wyzwolenia od głupoty.

And here are some tw**ts, provide by Grania, showing solidarity from the women of other countries.  Ireland:

Solidarity from the women of Iceland. As one woman says, “Any limits to women’s rights are limits to women’s rights around the world.”

And news from The Guardian, with a photo of a protestor in Warsaw:

Reflections on the tenth anniversary of The God Delusion

October 2, 2016 • 12:00 pm

Over at The Friendly Atheist, Hemant Mehta has been collecting quotes from atheists about the significance of Richard Dawkins’s book The God Delusion, which was published ten years ago today. Hemant says this about the book, “. . . you could argue that The God Delusion has created more atheists than any other book in history… with the sole exception being the Bible.”

Probably true.  The people quoted include David Noise, Robyn Blumner, David Silverman, Roy Speckhardt, August Brunsman IV, me, Rabbi Adam Chalom, Herb Silverman, Jason Torpy, Dale McGowan, and Dan Dennett.

What can you say about a book like that? I’ll quote Dan Dennett’s take, which is a definitive response to the book’s critics:

Four books appeared with a few months of each other a decade ago: Sam Harris’s The End of Faith, my Breaking the Spell, Richard Dawkins’ The God Delusion, and Christopher Hitchens’ God is not Great. Although the authors knew, or knew of, each other, this near-simultaneous outburst was not planned, but we soon joined forces, informally, and somebody — not one of us — dubbed us the Four Horsemen of the New Atheism. Fame — or notoriety, take your pick — followed, and we were soon joined by a distinguished cadre of other authors who had decisive and well-evidenced cases to present about various problems and failures of religion. Many of these have been well received but The God Delusion has outsold them all, probably by an order of magnitude. Whatever twinges of envy that fact obliges me to experience (I’m only human), they are obliterated by my delight in the fact that his book has outsold all the “flea” books he mentions in his Foreword by even wider margins. Those frantically scribbled diatribes — none of which, so far as I know, has attracted favorable attention — are a well deserved measure of the size of Richard’s impact. And while “sophisticated theologians” and their friends wanted the world to believe that he failed to engage serious religion in his critique, those darn fleas tell a different story: he struck a nerve, and he struck it dead center.

Is he “angry”? Is he “shrill” and “arrogant”? Look closely, and you will see that these familiar charges are without foundation. What leads people to level them is the fact that they have been accustomed their entire lives to having their darling dogmas handled with kid gloves, never challenged, always “respected.” I put “respected” in scare-quotes because — a dirty little secret that I suspect everyone knows — hardly anybody truly respects the bizarre doctrines of any religion but their own. They just feel obliged to say (in public) that they do, a bit of lip service to ecumenicism. Do you really think that the archbishop respects the angel Gabriel who visited Muhammed in the cave, or the Angel Moroni with the golden plates, or that the imam respects the transubstantiation of the wafer and wine? As one very sophisticated Episcopalian priest once confided to me “When I found out what my Mormon relatives meant by “God” I rather wished that they didn’t believe in God!”

Thanks to the new world-wide transparency that has emerged from electronic media and especially the Internet, we are now all living in glass houses, and all the diplomatic posturing that concealed this mutual disrespect much of the time (except when fighting bloody wars of religion) is beginning to lose its efficacy, so perhaps it is time to retire the faitheists’ demand for lip service altogether and join Richard Dawkins in a candid exploration of the dreams from which the world is finally awakening.

Of course many of us have already abjured—or never engaged in—the “respect” for religion demanded by its adherents, and uncompromising antitheism is said to be one of the hallmarks of The New Atheism launched by these books. But as many have pointed out, antitheism is not new: it was part of the writings of “old” atheists like Ingersoll, H. L. Mencken, Mark Twain, and Walter Kauffmann (see Hitchens’s compilation in The Portable Atheist to read more).  My own take on what is “new” in new atheism is part of my short appreciation:

While the formal beginning of New Atheism — a form of antitheism that, taking a scientific approach, requires that religion produce evidence for its truth claims — dates from Sam Harris’s The End of Faith, the spread of the “movement” came largely from Richard Dawkins’s The God Delusion. Dawkins’s fame as a writer and scientist, combined with his accessible and lyrical prose, made millions of people re-examine their beliefs in the supernatural — with many of them then rejecting it. . .

To me, what is “new” about New Atheism is its scientific aspect: the repeated and insistent demand for evidence, as instantiated in Hitchens’s statement (not original with him) that what can be asserted without evidence can be dismissed without evidence. Dawkins and Harris were trained as scientists, Dennett is a philosopher of science, and Hitchens had read a lot of science. Without evidence for your claims—and religion does make truth claims—you deserve no respect and no lip service.

Finally, one thing that these four books did, in combination with the internet spread of discussions about atheism, was to make atheism more respectable. Yes, it’s still demonized, but the need for mass meetings to reaffirm our nonbelief is dying off. That I think, explains why atheist conventions and meetings will slowly lose attendance and disappear over the years. The last Reason Rally was poorly attended, and I believe that’s why. Organizations with a secular rather than explicitly atheist agenda, like the Freedom From Religion Foundation, will continue to hold well-attended meetings, but expect to see atheist meetings die off, one by one, over the next decade.

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Bill Maher and Sarah Silverman on politics, especially Gary Johnson

October 2, 2016 • 11:00 am

From Bill Maher’s show, here’s the host talking about the Presidential candidates with The Divine Sarah. Special opprobrium is reserved for Gary “Aleppo” Johnson. It’s a fun verbal fencing match between two (generally) like-minded people, both with quick wits.

I love the way Sarah greets Maher like an old Jewish grandmother.

The unbearable whiteness of pumpkins: more po-mo lunacy

October 2, 2016 • 9:30 am

CONTENT WARNING: THE PAPER I’M ABOUT TO DISCUSS IS NOT A JOKE
(OR AT LEAST NOT AN INTENTIONAL JOKE)

In the attempts of the Regressive Left to make everything part of identity politics, and to instill in all The Privileged an unspeakable sense of guilt, no object or behavior is off limits. And so, as Halloween approaches, we have a new paper in the journal GeoHumanities called: “The perilous whiteness of pumpkins” (reference and free download below). And it’s not about pumpkins bred for a lack of coloration, either: it’s how this seasonal gourd bears a horrible burden of racism and oppression. This is right up there with feminine glaciology and racist Pilates as one of the craziest po-mo papers I’ve seen.

The authors are Lisa J. Powell, a postdoc in the Institute for Resources, Environment, and Sustainability at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver, and Elizabeth S. D. Englehardt, the John Shelton Reed Distinguished Professor of Southern Studies in the Department of American Studies at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. The paper, as usual with these screeds, is so abysmally written that it’s hard to make out its thesis, but I’ll try.

It begins by locating the pumpkin as a message of racist oppression, and to do that it uses the “Pumpkin riots” in Keene, New Hampshire in the fall of 2014, in which a largely white group of college students became unruly at a pumpkin festival, setting cars on fire, breaking windows, and running amok. Eighty of them were arrested and 170 disciplined by their college. This was about the time that the Ferguson riots took place in Missouri, and many saw the police as acting more leniently toward the white New Hampshire protestors than toward the black Missouri protestors (see the story here). Some of the Missouri demonstrators wrote slogans on pumpkins and took them to the St. Louis County Justice Center, and that’s all that Powell and Engelhardt need to write a paper showing that pumpkins are freighted with racial significance. The rest they just make up. (By the way, everybody’s forgotten about the pumpkins here except for these po-mo authors.)

The authors then take up three pumpkin-related issues (with ancillary points as well) to locate pumpkins in the sphere of oppressive whiteness. Here’s the word salad introducing their paper:

To explore race, culture, and food, we turn to three recent moments in the narrative of pumpkins’ whiteness: the pumpkin spice flavor industry and rhetoric connecting particular middle- or upper-class female whiteness to pumpkin spice lattes; the Internet phenomenon, “Decorative Gourd Season,” and lifestyle magazines’ fall embrace of class-aspirational pumpkins; and the working-class reality television Punkin Chunkin contests. Along the way, we briefly examine agricultural pumpkin production and pumpkins in U.S. history. Finally, we return to the Pumpkin Riot to consider how a deeper understanding of urban–rural divides in current U.S. cultures reveals what is so perilous about the equation of pumpkins and whiteness. Our aim is to make more legible the consequences of ruptures among food, race, class, gender, and place.

Their main points are in bold. I’ve put quotes from the paper in quotation marks.

  • The racism of pumpkin production. This part is a real stretch, but there’s some po-mo gems here as they desperately find ways to make pumpkins symbols of White Privilege:

“The relationship between the pumpkin’s position in contemporary U.S. culture and its role as an edible crop is complicated. Nevertheless, pumpkins are real, material food plants in addition to being cultural symbols.”

Amazing insight! And there’s this:

“Although people in the U.S. pumpkin-picking and pumpkin-processing labor force should not be lumped into one homogeneous group, labor guidelines and commentary on labor issues indicate many are migrant workers and many are of Mexican descent. In 2007, for example, 417 pumpkin growers in Colorado despaired after a state “crackdown” on undocumented immigrants disrupted their fall pumpkin harvest labor force (Rodriguez 2007). Labor controversies in other states, including Texas and North Carolina, suggest seasonal laborers primarily of Mexican descent pick their pumpkin fields (Lutton and Einhorn 2006; Henneberger 2008; Shaffer 2013).”

This issue isn’t brought up again, and they don’t present any real data. But certainly, like many mass-harvested crops, pumpkin-pickers must be heavily Latino. But this doesn’t make the squashes symbols of racism per se; it merely gives the authors an excuse to write their paper.

  • The racism of pumpkin spice lattes. I have never had a pumpkin spice latte (the authors abbreviate this as PSL), as I despise flavored coffees and that one sounds particularly noxious. But Powell and Englehardt strive mightily to make PSLs symbols of the privileged and affluent, ergo of whiteness. To do that they link them with Ugg boots because Buzzfeed once published an article showing PSLs, a candle, and Ugg boots as “signifiers of basicness,” which the authors take as an index of female consumerism seen as a sign of white superiority. (Oy!):

“Starbucks introduced the pumpkin spice latte (PSL) in 2003. The company claimed sales of more than 200 million by the start of PSL’s tenth season, noting that fans had established it as “the company’s most popular seasonal beverage of all time” (Starbucks 2013). Although the PSL was celebrated as a company and cultural success in 2013, one year later it was firmly hitched to discussions of white female identity and consumerism as both a dismissive, racially coded slur and a rallying counterpoint.

PSLs as a racially coded slur! Now I’m glad I never bought one.

“. . . But why did PSLs become the symbol of basic white girlness? Why did they stick even more than UGGs, yoga pants, or scented candles? The context and composition of the PSL might be revealing. Prior to fall 2015, PSLs did not actually contain pumpkin. Luxury items, they cost far more than plain cups of coffee, yet do not provide tangible extra nutrition other than that in milk. Actual pumpkins, in contrast, contribute vitamin A, beta-carotenoids, fiber, and potassium (Savoie and Hedstrom 2008).”

“. . . Extending Simon’s frame to pumpkins and race, the excesses of calories, profligate sweetness, whipped cream, and heady aroma position them solidly as luxury items. PSLs are quintessential “postneed” uses of pumpkin. We no longer need to consume pumpkins for caloric subsistence. Instead, we demonstrate consumer savvy and gleeful excess by choosing the particular comforts of status-demonstrating Starbucks PSLs. In fact, had they significant actual pumpkin, had they strong associations with healthy vegetables or vitamins, PSLs would fail these consumers.”

“. . . The status symbol is not any over-the-top caloric, sweet drink, nor does it come from just any place. Starbucks PSLs are products of coffee shop culture, with its gendered and racial codes.”

Having established that drinking a PSL in public is equivalent to wearing Klan robes, the authors move on to magazines that feature “decorative gourd season.”

  • Touting decorative gourds and pumpkin carving is also a sign of white privilege and racial bias.

“Gone are days when a kitchen knife making triangle eyes, nose, and an uneven grin sufficed for pumpkin carving. Stencils, paint, specialty gourds, and dedicated battery-powered or leather-encased artisanal carving tools combine with multilevel displays, electric lights, or expensive candles to mark the season. Even when people are absent, labor (of self or paid others), leisure, and aspiration are implied. We move from a pumpkin-spiced world where race was (over)stated to one of allusions, implications, elisions, and obfuscations of race, class, and imagined rurality.”

“. . . Even more than PSLs, pumpkins of decorative gourd season and lifestyle magazines signal privilege—class privilege certainly, but also white privilege—encompassing power, lack of worry, and leisure. Like lattes’ power, this privilege needs work.”

Yeah, work on the part of the authors, desperate to have Their Own Original Thesis, a requirement for joining the Regressive Club. Finally, there’s this:

  • Pumpkins were the subject of a television show, Punkin Chunkin, that identified the destruction of pumpkins with fun “whiteness”. I’ve never seen this show, but apparently it involves a bunch of guys who use elaborate methods to destroy pumpkins. Here’s a video clip:

What’s the significance of this? Well, pumpkins. Here we see Powell and Engelhardt becoming theologians: simply making up stuff to buttress their preconceived thesis. (This confirmation bias is characteristic of the po-mo papers I’ve highlighted about glaciology, yoga, and similar attempts at mass guilt-tripping.)

“When rural reality shows feature working-class residents in the South, itself an othered place symbolizing in shorthand fraught race relations, viewers can be twice-distant voyeurs. Portraying the behavior of characters in such shows as not only atypical, but also located in dark and scary versions of rural landscapes, reality television can trade on shame and fascination (Stewart 1996; D. Bell 1997; McPherson 2003; Romine 2014). But the nonthreatening, idealized, and normalized settings of Punkin Chunkin and its pumpkins position both viewers and competitors as safe, fun, and, as with PSLs and decorative gourds, predominantly white.”

That paragraph has every trope of postmodernism, including “othering”. And how they manage to make these show into a celebration of whiteness is beyond me. Seriously, the authors have drunk the Kool-Aid here, for one could easily, just based on the clip above, make the opposite case.

So what’s the conclusion here? What have the authors accomplished? Or, as H. L. Mencken said about Thorstein Veblen’s Theory of the Leisure Class (one of the funniest and greatest book reviews of all time), “What are the sweating professors trying to say?”

You got me. The whole point, it seems, is to associate pumpkins with whiteness. And even if you buy that tortured thesis, what are you supposed to do? Stop drinking PSLs? Stop decorating pumpkins at Halloween? The authors don’t tell us, for they are content to associate a squash with race privilege and move on to their next paper. The ending:

“Whiteness associated with pumpkins marks who resides where on the spectrum of U.S. social power. The entrenchment of such associations in daily lives and the spaces and places in which they are lived create the environments of Keene versus Ferguson—specific perils of today’s pumpkins. Accumulation of critical, relational, and contextual analyses, including things seemingly as innocuous as pumpkins, points the way to a food studies of humanities and geography, that helps make visible the racial, gendered, classed, and placed politics of contemporary life in the United States.

When Ferguson activists wrote RACISM and WHITE PRIVILEGE on pumpkins, they destabilized the whiteness of pumpkins and the comfort and normalization accompanying it. Bringing pumpkins into the demonstration, and then smashing them on the ground to show outrage at injustice (as opposed to the “holiday mischief” generally ascribed to pumpkin smashing), activists brought pumpkins into a space where racial inequality and instability could not be ignored or glossed over. Their actions made the white privilege encoded in pumpkins explicit and challenged its future.”

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The unbearable heaviness of privilege
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Powell, L. J. and E. S. D. Engelhardt. 2016. The perilous whiteness of pumpkins. GeoHumanities 1:414-432. DOI: 10.1080/2373566X.2015.1099421

Readers’ wildlife photographs

October 2, 2016 • 7:30 am

Reader Robert Lang sends a passel of bird photos taken in Costa Rica. His notes are indented:

We spent a lot of time on Costa Rican rivers (on the Pacific side) and canals (on the Caribbean), and so saw quite a few wading birds and other aquatic denizens.
The Anhinga (Anhinga anhinga) is also called the Snake Bird because of the way it coils and strikes its prey. It is a diving bird without waterproof feathers, so they spend a fair amount of time with their wings out drying, as this male is doing.
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The Anhinga is similar to the Neotropic Cormorant (Phalacrocorax brasilianus): also dark, with a long (but not quite as snaky) neck.
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I shot two photos of the same Green Heron (Butorides virescens), which has many colors on it, none of them particularly greenish; most of the time they look like a little round ball with a beak on stilts, but this one decided to roust itself briefly and pretend it was a kingfisher.
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There are Great Blue Herons (Ardea herodias), which are blue with a lighter underside and distinctive markings on the head.
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But I find far more beautiful the Little Blue Herons (Egretta caerulea), which are the most gorgeous uniform blue color.
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Also among herons, we found a Boat-Billed Heron (Cochlearius cochlearius), hiding in the bushes:
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The Bare-throated Tiger Heron (Tigrisoma mexicanum) has a gorgeous pattern of fine stripes on its body. This one had just caught something unidentifiable:
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The Yellow-Crowned Night Heron (Nyctanassa violacea), like many other birds, has very different coloration between juvenile and adult forms:
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The adult Northern Jacana (Jacana spinosa) is striking with a chocolate brown body, black head, and yellow bill:
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The juveniles of the Northern Jacana are much more ordinary-looking. Like many water birds that feed in floating mats of vegetation, they have huge feet that let them walk on the floating plants without punching through.
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There are three big white egrets to be seen. The most common are the Cattle Egrets (Bubulcus ibis), which are medium-sized with yellow bills and legs. Despite their ubiquity, I didn’t get any good pictures.
I got the others, though; the Royal (or Great) Egret (Ardea alba) is the largest. It can be identified from its yellow bill and black legs and feet (though the latter are often not visible).
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The Snowy Egret (Egretta thula) has a black bill, black legs, and yellow feet; it looks like it’s wearing yellow slippers.
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Sunday, Hili dialogue

October 2, 2016 • 6:30 am

It’s October 2, and you know what that means: it’s Mahatma Gandhi’s birthday! Born in Gujurat in 1869, Gandhi trained in the law in London, made a name practicing in South Africa, and then returned to India in 1915. The rest is history, brought to an abrupt end with his assassination by a Hindu nationalist in 1948, the year after partition. It goes without saying that he played a huge role in India’s independence from Britain. Churchill called him a “naked fakir,” Orwell gave him a mixed assessment, but in the end Gandhi well deserves his status as a national hero. Here he is with another great Indian, Rabindranath Tagore, in 1940:

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On this day in 1950, the comic strip Peanuts was first published, and, in 1967, Thurgood Marshall was sworn in as the first black Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court.

Notables born on this day include, beside Gandhiji, Nat Turner (1800), Wallace Stevens (1879; “Beauty is momentary in the mind—/ The fitful tracing of a portal;/ But in the flesh it is immortal”), Groucho Marx (1890), Christian de Duve (1917), Johnnie Cochran (1937), Donna Karan (1948♥), Annie Leibovitz (1949), and Sting (1951). Those who died on this day include Svante Arrhenius (1927), Paavo Nurmi (1973), and Rock Hudson (1985). Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili is staying closer to home after her two-day absence, but is interested in some nearby birds (note that she is meowing):

A: Hili, look, they are releasing racing pigeons.
Hili: That’s beautiful, let’s get closer.
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In Polish:
Ja: Hili, patrz, będą wypuszczać pocztowe gołębie.
Hili: To piękne, chodź, podejdziemy bliżej.
Lagniappe: The paws that refresh
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Feminists remove flyers advertising an “offensive” talk by Christina Hoff Sommers, claim that their vandalism is “freedom of speech”

October 1, 2016 • 2:15 pm

The Young America’s Foundation (YAF) is a conservative organization that runs a conservative website. And it’s on those websites where you’ll find documentation of Regressive Leftism. Don’t look for videos like the following on PuffHo or even the Daily Beast. If you want to see Regression in action, you have to get into bed, at least temporarily, with conservatives. But, you know, sometimes they don’t lie.

So, the story is this. Christina Hoff Sommers, who considers herself an equity feminist but is despised by Third-Wave feminists and regressives, was sponsored by the YAF to speak this coming Tuesday at Cal State University at Los Angeles (CSULA). Here’s the poster advertising her talk

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“Where feminism went wrong.” Well, that’s just damned offensive, and so two feminists were filmed by the YAFers going around campus tearing down the posters. Here’s a video:

As the YAF website notes:

 

After being confronted by a CSULA YAF student, the vandal repeatedly insisted the fliers were “offensive.”

One of the feminists claimed removing the fliers was her First Amendment right.

“This is my freedom of speech,” she said.

“So it’s freedom of speech to infringe on our freedom of speech?” the YAF student responded.

He didn’t get an answer.

This is what it’s come to on some campuses: students deem that they have the right to remove any posters deemed “offensive” as part of their “freedom of speech.” But only an extremist could deem Sommers or her message as “offensive.” Challenging, yes. A rebuke to Third Wave feminism, certainly. What these mushbrain vandals need to learn is the obvious lesson that if you’re “offended” by someone challenging your ideas without attacking your personally, well, too damn bad. That doesn’t give you the right to engage in censorship; and censorship is certainly what’s going on in the video above, for these vandals are denying other students the possibility of even hearing that Sommers will be lecturing. 

h/t: Amy Alkon