How Harvard Wants To Make Racism Legal Again

The truth could care less about your feeee-lings.  The truth about diversity is that diversity sucks.  Diversity does not make things more interesting.  It makes them more mediocre.  It dumbs them down by filling them full of under-qualified idiots who don't have the requisite ninja moves.  That all being said, a certain amount of diversity will accrue.  The real problems with diversity begin when it gets forced beyond that level of natural occurrence. 

When diversity is forced on a basis of race, it is supposedly done to combat the chimerical evils of !RACISM!  Racism is an academic term invented in order to criminalize Freedom of Association which excluded groups that desired access to the resources of another group.  When people attempt to mobilize the government to tap these resources without earning any right to so enjoy them; negative externalities occur. 

One common occurrence is that meritocracies naturally tend to exclude people who don't bust their asses hard enough to be of legitimate merit.  A current example of this is occurring at Harvard.  The stereotypical fear is that the Asian kids are working too hard, scoring too well, and horking-up all the prestige billets.  Or they would land all of those billets if Harvard didn't rise up to smite the Yellow Peril of well-raised teenagers who do the Hell out of their job. 

Reactions to this have been increased effort to the asymptotic point where
 ridiculous approaches infinity  The patience for this was predictably finite and the Asian kids grew pissed.  Pissed people frequently turn violent and smash things. 

Intelligent pissed people do something far more threatening.  They find the sleaziest, most vile attorney they can on the Internet and they hire the Son of a Bitch. The Asians getting denied a shot a Harvard are both intelligent and quite pissed. Harvard may well find itself in condign deep sh!t.

Asian-American student who was denied admission despite being valedictorian of a competitive high school, achieving a perfect ACT score and a perfect score of 800 on two of the SAT II subject exams, and participating in numerous extracurricular and volunteer activities. The applicant, the lawsuit states, was "denied the opportunity to compete for admission to Harvard on equal footing with other applicants" due to his race.

Harvard went in for the predictable academic buzz words.  It was all about the "Holistic Review" of each applicant as a box-chec...oops; I mean human being. 

Then and now, the college considers each applicant through an individualized, holistic review having the goal of creating a vibrant academic community that exposes students to a wide-range of differences: background, ideas, experiences, talents and aspirations," said Robert Iuliano, Harvard's general counsel, in a statement.

Which fundamentally brings into question why our tax monies should still go to colleges and universities.  Do we want our engineering schools to produce people who can design buildings, bridges and operating room software systems that don't crash under heavy use?  If so, we need to focus away from holistic crap and get some people with drive and ability into these classrooms.  Again, you get to choose between diversity and excellence.  I don't see any serious NBA fans boycotting until the Champion Golden State Warriors have a roster that "Looks More like Amerika." 

By the same token, if Asian kids are the ones showing up to Harvard and actually bothering to study; guess who deserves the degrees and academic honors?  This isn't frikking hard.  Humans are creatures driven by incentive.  You do what gets you paid.  You do what gets you laid.  If you want positive behavior like hard work and a sincere effort to acquire detailed logic on challenging topics, that sort of thing has to be awarded. 

To be frank here, diversity can only work when it strives towards an unambiguous, positive and very non-diverse standard of unrelenting excellence.  Let these Asian kids be an example.  Let there be a fair competition.  Harvard will no longer be Saigon On The Charles when White, Black and Hispanic kids get the message that they need to lay off the fap and do things aimed at personal self-development.  Harvard making racism legal again will only temporarily forestall the demotism and destruction of people who don't give a crap and just rely on affirmative action programs.

Life Lessons Outside The Safe Space

Do not lock your kids in a safe space.  They won't learn Jack about the world unless they participate in it.  When I registered my kid for another year of Spring Cal Ripken Baseball at the local park, I was completely unaware he was about to be taken to the University of Hard Knocks and edumahcayted tuition-free.  It happened three Saturday Mornings ago, and the lesson was a doozy. 

So my kid's team has their 2nd best pitcher on the mound and he's really only got his B/B- stuff.  The other side is good and disciplined.  They are sniping away and hitting his mistakes.  They have a five run lead with two outs in their half of the 2nd inning.  2 outs, runners at 1st and 3rd and the pitch count odometer is ticking over.  This was a do-or-die point of the game.  Either he'd wiggle off the hook and strand those runners or it just wasn't my kid's day that Saturday morning.  Class went into session.

The next hitter isn't a slugger, but he shows good self-discipline.  He runs the count, taking three balls and managing to foul off three fastballs that may-or-may not have been borderline strikes.  Finally the pitcher has begun to wear down.  You can see the sweatstains under the arms of his uniform shirt.  He dials up a hittable change-up in hopes of inducing a ground ball out and getting out of the pressure cooker.  It works.  The batter cracks a weak, routine grounder.  It was directly at the 2nd Baseman.  Therein lay the rub...

A competant, motivated infielder charges a routine grounder to 2nd.  Every step he gets closer to home before he gobbles the ball in his mitt is one more step the batter loses before he gets to 1st Base.  This is more time to step and make a good, careful throw.  Early bird gets the worm.  Or an easy out at 1st Base that kills off a nasty inning. 

This 2nd Baseman took things easy.  He stayed at his initial spot and let the ball roll towards him.  Before it got there, he glanced over and noticed the batter steaming over to 1st with an entirely different and more motivated attitude.  He knew, right there, that he had just had sex with the dog. 

He then panicked and tried to pick up the ball and throw with one, uncoordinated motion.  The throw bounced twice before the poor 1st Baseman could get a glove on it.  The batter was safe, the run was in, the runners were at 1st and 2nd.  Darwin, the evil futhermucker; hadn't finished burning that lesson on anyone's rear end with a heated cattle brand yet.

The pitcher was exhausted, the frustrated beyond words.  He had the body language going you'll see about halfway back in the line at the DMV.  The next hitter was muscular specimen at age before parents are supposed to be sending the young men to the gym to bulk.  He approached the plate the way a matador stares down a wounded, tiring bull with disdain and contempt. 

The pitcher knew he was dead if he threw a strike.  He knew it was his job to throw strikes.  He figured he'd cut down on the torture time and just pitch it right down Madison Blvd. and tell Hercules to put up or shut up.  Hercules put up - with the predictable, dreaded crack off the aluminum bat.  The ball arched a Mortarman's Parabola that carried the Right Field Power Alley by at least ten feet.  That helpless image of the outfielder's back as a ball sails long past his reach is a moment that just makes baseball, baseball. 

One lazy 2nd Baseman, one poor play on a ground ball.  Four runs score.  Game over.  The life lessons abound.

1) Lazy, unmotivated people win nothing.  They deserve nothing.  The pay raise goes to the guy who digs for it.  The future belongs to those who reproduce their families in order to attend it.  Life has competition.  Competition has clear winners and well-defined losers.  The losers get to chug down a well-defined beer bong filled with suck. 

2) If you don't choose to do what is necessary to win, someone else is more than happy to.  They will hold you in complete contempt while they spank you.  If you are like that 2nd Baseman; you will deserve the condign ridicule.  The fittest reproduce with the best and always get the most.  The world was designed that way.  No, Bernie Sanders, that isn't unfair.  It is a sign that God is up there active in his heaven. 

The simplistic account is that eighty percent of women are having sex, and twenty percent of men are having sex – a hell of a lot of sex.  It kind of feels as if it is true, it is emotionally true, but it is not literally true. The number of men and women getting sex is not hugely different. More woman are having sex than men, and substantially more women are having regular sex with a regular partner than men are having regular sex with a regular partner (reflecting substantial levels of polygyny), but not hugely more, the numbers are not all that different.  What, however, makes the simplistic account feel true, is that ninety percent of men never get to pop a virgin. Every man, except for a rather small handful of men, are getting sloppy seconds.

3) The world is filled with bullies and haters.  Like the poor, the King Richards will always be with us.  You will get what you are lazy enough and unmotivated enough to tolerate off the sons of bitches.  Or you could do what the 2nd Baseman should have done and shut it all the Hell down before Hercules could ever make it out of the on-deck circle.  The choice at some point will be yours.  Do what fate has assigned you.  Live well and with purpose in the moment God has seen fit to provide you with.  Give it all the hell you have to give it. 

You do get to pick your battles, but at some juncture in your life war will not be over just because you want it to be.  The bully will slam your back against the wall.  You dig in, or some poor underpaid sap digs your Pauper's Grave.  Life gives you the options of which.  Provided you have the fire in your heart and the will within your brain to choose survival.  Darwin enjoys eating the dumb bastards who lack either.  Perhaps with just a touch of Tabasco Sauce.

It was generous of God to give my boy the opportunity to learn that lesson in a forum where no nice, young children would actually have anything crushed beyond their feelings.  With a lesson like that on tap to be learned, who needs a freaking participation trophy. It doesn't have to be Cal Ripken Baseball, but get your children out in the world.  Lessons that good never get taught in an unrealistic safe space.