It isn’t just the conservatives who are trying to define themselves for the post-Bush era, liberals are doing so too. In the NYT, columnist Patricia Cohen chronicles the efforts of “liberal intellectuals” to define what it is the movement represents:
(S)o many of the authors offer an analysis of why liberalism, which once defined America
My Lex, but you DO get around. Perverts at the Naval Academy? I’m shocked sir. This is what comes of stepping on the natural hedonism of the young. It’s time to shutter that place. Kill the goat, and farm the kids out to State U’s where they can sink or swim academically with all the distractions of a university education; i.e. booze and scantily clad coeds. If you’ve never seen or read Porterhouse Blue, you really should.
As for Madame Professor, like many suicides, she got herself in a tight spot, and lacked the imagination to find a more sensical out. Had she but called it some kind of absurd research in her field, no doubt she’d have been welcomed back to academia with open, er, uh, arms.
Her bigrapher’s description did remind me of any number of the modern, single, middle-aged women, that I’ve met out there on the market. They’re not out there wanting a mate because they are kind, loving, compassionate souls.
I was going to say something about all that rediscovery of liberalism and conservatism, but you’ve managed to wash it all out of my consciousness. Thanks!
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“I’d been looking for the back story on the Navy doctor who’d been arrested for surreptitiously filming Naval Academy midshipmen making the beast with two backs at his house. ”
Oh My God! I certainly hope that this piece of news gets past most Plebe parents that don’t live in the Annapolis area…
I will say that my son’s sponsor parents were absolutely outstanding, wonderful people. I can’t say enough about them… They had no furniture in their living room because they had turned it into a Midshipman storage depot. I don’t know how my son would have gotten through without them, I really don’t…
Without my son’s sponsor family I think I would have needed a rubber room for about 3 years…
I won’t ramble on but I am reminded of your post last week about the Mids that you invited to your home so many times Lex… You can’t imagine how much the parents of Mids appreciate the hospitality extended to their sons and daughters.
And Casca, I’ll tell you, I have another son that is currently a Junior in a civilian university. It is beer and skittles (and heavy on the beer) as compared to the academy. I spent four years by the bay vicariously and I wouldn’t care to repeat it.
And Casca, if you think Mids have not had to deal with “scantily clad coeds” in their lives then I invite you to observe a high school bus stop. The “coeds” start dressing in a scanty fashion in about 7th grade. I think you would be amazed by what comes off the high school bus…
What do you think? The females only start looking like sluts when they get to college?
I hate to say it but, you are so wrong…
Babsly, you’re precious. I’m talking about that point in life where mom and dad aren’t expecting their boys and girls home before midnight, or where one might blow-off classes altogether because a better offer was on the… table.
You know Casca – that only tells me how out of touch you are. Home before midnight? How many high school babies do you think were conceived before midnight???
I’m not going to get into an argument with you. I am just sick and tired of the “close the academy down and let them go to a real school meme”.
I have seen both sides up close and personal and that, my dear man, is a bunch of hooie…
The academy has had its equal legions of critics and defenders pretty much from the beginning – the “Spoiled and pampered pets of Uncle Sam” learned the words to that 19th century song in 1978, at least – and I bet they learn them still.
Through inertia, if nothing else, it chugs along.
Babs, you’ve reminded me of a joke. What do you say to a virgin? Thanks for nothing!
Now you’ve ruined my mood! I’m no longer interested. Good Night!
Well that became ugly rather quickly, and here I thought the article addressed how people in all professions and walks of life can be just as twisted as the next.
A good friend of mine was “casually dating” a local dominatrix. She would comment about the amount of clientele she had from the 5 sided office building. I doubt all of them were military academy grads.
LOL, oh jeez, unless I’m talking about something serious, my comments should be considered tongue-firmly-in-cheek, particularly when it comes to the boat school, and those who have sprung from her bowels. Sex, and the human condition are high on that list too. Babs clearly missed my humor, and kept on driving.