College: what is it good for?

Why would anyone want to send his daughter to an American university in light of stories such as this:

Over Christmas, the Daughter returned from college in New York, steeped in identity politics and brandishing her PC views like a cat o’ nine tails. Boy, were we in trouble. “Every time I say something, she says it’s offensive or racist,” complained her brother, who wanted his funny, irreverent sister back.

I asked her if there might be something wrong with a nation which jails one in three black males, whilst obsessing over precisely how they should be referred to. She then admitted that she had recently gone on a New York march against the killing of young Michael Brown in Ferguson. The police, she noticed, were arresting only black people. When an elderly black man fell over, Evie had shouted at the police to please help him, but they turned away. Whether we call him a black man, a coloured man, an African-American, or a person of colour is not the issue. The issue is that, as far as the cops were concerned, he was barely a person at all.

For me, the amusing part is that the mother doesn't even realize that her daughter didn't do anything to help the man; apparently yelling demands at the very police whose actions she is protesting is the full extent of her moral responsibility. So much for the pretense of equality.

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