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March 2, 2015

A Target Rich Environment: Beyond Weslyan's LGBTTQQFAGPBDSM Safe House

Despite the seemingly all-inclusive aspirations of the LGBTTQQFAGPBDSM acronym, the university recognizes that not every student will feel comfortable in this new “safe space.”
To accommodate still further variations in student interest, Wesleyan’s Office of Residential Life offers a variety of unique living options. Farm House provides students “interested in the politics and culture of food production and sustainability a place to cultivate a mutualistic relationship with the earth that provides them with their lunch everyday.” Residents of Earth House can “espouse the values and principles of social ecology, deep ecology, and eco-feminism” while simultaneously “challenging traditional social structures and replacing them with new, creative and egalitarian alternatives.” African-American upperclassmen are welcome to apply to live in Malcolm X House, where they can dedicate themselves to “the exploration and celebration of the cultural heritage of the African Diaspora, both for themselves and for the larger Wesleyan community.” Turath House is for Arab, Middle Eastern, and Muslim students looking “to articulate their views and express and affirm their culture and religion without fear of harassment and discrimination.” Not Your Parents' Open House by Heather Mac Donald, City Journal 26 February 2015

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So, segregation is OK now?

Posted by: BillH [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 2, 2015 2:01 PM

And Out House is for otherwise Ostracized, Useless, Tyrannosaurus wretches.

Posted by: Stug Guts [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 2, 2015 4:05 PM

I cannot imagine any man or woman of middling or more personal accomplishment, being so foolishly stupid as to allow their pockets to be picked and their wealth to be drained into such pits of perdition as these. Regardless of how much they love their special snowflakes.

Think of it then. What props up such silliness? The answer is so obvious it is almost unspeakable.

My grandparents raised their families during the Depression, and were hard men and women. My father was a hard man also, and not much to my liking. But I have been blessed to have had such men as my forebears. My pa was more of a kita man than a pitf. Kwitcher bellyaching and whining and go out and do something, and if you don't I'll make ya. And he did. And I did. And at this remove, I thank him for it.

I guess I was taught, life's a bitch, you win a few and lose all the rest, and you ain't got the time to cry and whine about it. Feelings ain't worth s***. So get busy doing something useful and productive, for the Reaper he be coming for ya all the same. Get out of the mud, boy, and reach for the stars.

We are damfools to be raising our children such as today. We all deserve the reckoning to come.

Posted by: John A. Fleming [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 3, 2015 12:47 AM

Punch in The Face House would be appropriate.

Posted by: chasmatic [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 3, 2015 6:14 AM

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