from Frontpage Magazine:
Once upon a time, not so long ago, the dreamy spires of Oxford sent out smoke semaphores signalling Socratic erudition. “The unexamined life is not worth living,” eccentric dons chorused in consensus with cerebral undergraduates as seekers-after-truth savagely duelled over the Herculean questions of life.
Not anymore. Today, snowflake students scratching pale pimply faces wail like Edvard Munch’s The Scream if an idea deemed different worms its way into their safe spaces and bites them in the buttocks. “Abandon thought all ye who enter here,” is Oxford’s new motto. No wonder, the progressive denizens of Oxford’s Town and Gown are now denser than a block of enriched uranium.
Which is why, one hitherto unknown individual, Ian Brooke, sporting the awe-inspiring title of Head of Community Services, suddenly began dribbling off like an old man’s unhappy micturition when he saw the title of my lecture scheduled for Thursday at Oxford Town Hall.
Mr. Brooke says his claque of nappy-wearing Thought Police Commissars from Oxford City Council “received complaints from residents who were upset by the title of the proposed lecture.”