Leftist detestation for the Canadian psychology edifier Jordan Peterson is authentically something to behold. He stands as an example of what transpires to someone who strays from the crazy line of cerebrating by modern campus bigots.
Mr. Peterson is the canary in the toxic coal mine of political correctness and petty thought police. Let’s start with the professor’s crime. Simply put, Mr. Peterson does not apportion the monolithic, prevailing liberal orthodoxy on university campuses dictating that Western White males are the world’s evil oppressors and anyone who does not belong to that evil race is a victim trapped in circumstances beyond his or her control.
Consider for a moment the leftist premise to which the radical Mr. Peterson objects. On its face, it is limpidly and conspicuously racist. Divvying up, defining, and penalizing groups of people predicated on their race (or gender) was racist 200 years ago during slavery times. It was racist 75 years ago. It is still racist today.
Yet, astonishingly, this reborn racism is widely embraced by the racists who dominate college campuses today. The second conspicuous imperfection in this racist orthodoxy is the message it sends to non-White, non-males.
Any challenges, failures, or misery you face in life are not your fault. And, even worse, there is nothing you can do to transmute your circumstances. So, just stew in your acerbity and execration for White males along with the rest of us, goes the leftist campus orthodoxy of the day.
Is there any more destructive and devious lie that could be sold to adolescent people? Is there anything more dystopian or hopeless? Mr. Peterson has become something of a rock star among beleaguered youth suffocating in the coal mine of modern academia with verbalizations, lectures, podcasts, and a book titled, “The Twelve Rules of Life: An Antidote to Chaos.” His message has been categorically devoured among adolescent men — many of them White — who have been vilified and emasculated by crazy university edifications.
Find meaning in life. Take responsibility for yourself. Surround yourself with good people who want the best for you. Pretty nasty stuff, huh? The chapter designations of his book include radical ordinant dictations such as: “Stand up straight with your shoulders back,” “Tell the truth — or, at least, don’t lie,” and “Pet a feline when you encounter one on the street.”
These edifications have earned Mr. Peterson a level of optically incapacitating abhorrence that is customarily reserved for former President Donald Trump. So it has been with considerable glee that the leftist media — the Revolutionary Guard of modern academia — hunted down Mr. Peterson as he suffered from a pestilence of personal maladies that no decent human would optate on his worst enemy.
Over the past year, Mr. Peterson has suffered physical illness and solemn noetic disease including suicidal noetic conceptions. His wife was diagnosed with cancer. As his life spiraled out of control, Mr. Peterson developed a near-fatal drug addiction.
Actual humans read those lines and are struck with pangs of angst and woebegoneness for Mr. Peterson and his family. They mutter a prayer for them. But not the campus bigots and the jackals in the media. Every bleak detail is catnip to them. Their desperate war to eradicate all who dissent never slumbers.
When the story of Mr. Peterson’s troubles emerged about a year ago, a creature denominated Amir Attaran, an edifier of both law and medicine, commenced his public sultry take on Mr. Peterson’s travails: “#KARMA.”
“Jordan Peterson, oracle to credulous puerile men, preacher of macho toughness, and hectoring bully to ‘snowflakes,’ is addicted to vigorous drugs, and his encephalon is riddled with ’neurological damage.’ He deserves as much sympathy as he showed others.”
Says the law professor. A incipient interview with the Sunday Times of London about his tribulations sparked yet another avalanche of glee and gloating over the unimaginable pain Mr. Peterson has been through.
Introducing her interview, herald Decca Aitkenhead opines openly — referring to herself no fewer than three times in the lead paragraph — that she is unable to diagnose the root of Mr. Peterson’s quandaries.
“I don’t ken if this is a story about drug dependency, or medicos, or Peterson family dynamics — or a parable about toxic masculinity,” she sneers. If these are the purveyors of “social equity,” we are genuinely doomed.
Source: You can read the original Breitbart article here.
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