Meet Andrew Meerwarth, Delusional Dipshit Poster Child For Everything That’s Wrong With Universities and Millennials
I weep for our future when America’s universities are churning out students like this Precious Q. Snowflake, one Andrew Meerwarth, who wrote to the New York Times editor yesterday.
To the Editor:
Judith Shulevitz’s article about safe spaces on college campuses is a direct assault on my generation and what we find important. My generation has embraced the ideas of safe spaces and safe language. Without these, many victims of trauma or discrimination would be excluded from campus discussions that seek to cultivat…e and strengthen campus intellectual life. Truly open-minded intellectual growth desperately needs the participation of these groups.
Not all ideas are created equal. Some ought to be unreservedly condemned; consideration of such ideas is not at all helpful in bolstering campus intellectual life. The current generation of college students has denied validity to the failed ideas of the past. We have embraced the knowledge and empathy of the present. We are shaping the wisdom of the future.
Stony Brook, N.Y.
The writer is a senior at Stony Brook University.
Seriously? This is what Mr. Meerwarth’s parents (or he himself) has paid for? An “education” where he learned censorship and repression of ideas is of value? An “education” where he’s learned the ends justify the means, no matter how illiberal the means?
To be fair, ‘Puter’s uncertain he’d even call what Mr. Meerwarth received an education. It’s more like a de facto frontal lobotomy or perhaps a schizophrenic break with all reason. “Hey, screw rigorous, spirited debate of competing ideas, because Jeremiah has an abject terror of the schwa and Hillary was once kissed by a man wearing a pantsuit, so let’s TRIGGUR WARNING ALL TEH FINGS!one!!1
‘Puter doesn’t know at what point his bewilderment that a college senior could actually believe such fascistic horseshit turned to apoplectic rage, but it was probably somewhere around the point Mr. Meerwarth informed his intellectual inferiors he and his cohort of intellectually masturbatory infants have “denied validity to the failed ideas of the past.” And for good measure, Mr. Meerwarth informs us his generation has “embraced the knowledge and empathy of the present,” and “are shaping the wisdom of the future,” whatever the Hell that means.
Mr. Meerwarth’s view, and that of whatever the heck generation he’s part of, since Mr. Meerworth deems himself a generational spokesmodel, is not a liberal viewpoint. It’s not even a caring viewpoint. It is a totalitarian viewpoint, akin to that found in North Korea, the former Soviet Union and apparently SUNY Stonybrook’s faculty lounges.
Has it not occurred to Mr. Meerwarth and his intellectually and historically incurious compatriots today’s censors are tomorrow’s censored?
It’s a nice concept that no one should be required to hear things they consider unpleasant, or even traumatic. But that idea’s not consistent with either our notion of free speech or with reality. And it’s sure as Hell not compatible with any real education.
If the delusional Mr. Meerwarth is indicative of the end product of today’s university system, ‘Puter says it’s time to tear down the university system and start over, at least in the liberal arts and social sciences.
And while we’re at it, let’s start naming and shaming the idiot helicopter parents who fostered this “my child’s to delicate to be exposed to the real world” bullshit in the first place.
Always right, unless he isn’t, the infallible Ghettoputer F. X. Gormogons claims to be an in-law of the Volgi, although no one really believes this.
’Puter carefully follows economic and financial trends, legal affairs, and serves as the Gormogons’ financial and legal advisor. He successfully defended us against a lawsuit from a liquor distributor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in unpaid deliveries of bootleg shandies.
The Geep has an IQ so high it is untestable and attempts to measure it have resulted in dangerously unstable results as well as injuries to researchers. Coincidentally, he publishes intelligence tests as a side gig.
His sarcasm is so highly developed it borders on the psychic, and he is often able to insult a person even before meeting them. ’Puter enjoys hunting small game with 000 slugs and punt guns, correcting homilies in real time at Mass, and undermining unions. ’Puter likes to wear a hockey mask and carry an axe into public campgrounds, where he bursts into people’s tents and screams. As you might expect, he has been shot several times but remains completely undeterred.
He assures us that his obsessive fawning over news stories involving women teachers sleeping with young students is not Freudian in any way, although he admits something similar once happened to him. Uniquely, ’Puter is unable to speak, read, or write Russian, but he is able to sing it fluently.
Geep joined the order in the mid-1980s. He arrived at the Castle door with dozens of steamer trunks and an inarticulate hissing creature of astonishingly low intelligence he calls “Sleestak.” Ghettoputer appears to make his wishes known to Sleestak, although no one is sure whether this is the result of complex sign language, expert body posture reading, or simply beating Sleestak with a rubber mallet.
‘Puter suggests the Czar suck it.