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In the midst of all the exciting violence, another more prosaic reality lies underneath. 

The revolution is boring without the violence. 

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Can you imagine the sheer tedium of having your revolutionary activity scheduled? 

Waking up to “solidary statements,” going to drum circles, listening to people who describe themselves as “Latinx” whinge for Hamas. A “teach-in,” something called “Maqluba session” (I didn’t look it up, because, why would I?). 

They have “abolition letter writing,” which strikes me as a uniquely useless activity. Writing to whom? Can these students even write? 

A “water ritual?” These are Princeton students? 

At Stanford, we learn what a “People’s University” is, and it looks like a place that is ideal for the next generation of tech geeks. When you set up your own curriculum it appears that comic books are the main reading. At least you can thrift. 

I wonder if a degree from a “People’s University” is a ticket to a high-powered job or to a great graduate degree.

At Cornell you can learn the wonders of revolutionary architecture. Apparently the architecture at Cornell is repressive, since it includes an HVAC system and indoor plumbing. 

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Best live in a tent. The architecture school is donating one.”

No wonder the students are getting violent and out shouting their hatred for all making except Hamas; without the violence and confrontations with police they will all die of boredom. 

Revolutionaries do have their needs, though, and get mighty upset when something inconveniences them. At Harvard the powers that be forgot to disable the sprinklers, and students were outraged when they turned on one night. 

They were outraged. It’s one thing to gather to protest a war; it’s quite another to get soaked by a school that wanted to keep their capitalist lawn green. 

As we all know, anybody supporting Israel is all about genocide, but students were still outraged when one of them ate a banana in front of a crowd which included a person with a banana allergy. 

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I didn’t even know that was a thing. You learn something new every day. Given the shape of a banana, I bet the real problem was that some transgender student was triggered by the similarity to a penis. You are only supposed to show such things in a women’s bathroom, don’tcha know?

For all the “summer of love” talk, it all looks so childish and tedious at the same time. Cosplaying as terrorists may appear to be fun, but there are far too many lectures for my taste.