Last night, some friends and I were talking about the high tolerance for idiocy our society has developed. Not just the Trumpers and Orange Man Bad camps, but all over.
Gender reveal parties. Especially those that kindle major wildfires.
Racial/gender quotas for the Oscars.
A sort of historical re-enactment of the Paris Commune; taken seriously by a rage-monetizing media.
Jane Fonda emerging from the ancient dust of history to announce she can no longer be friends with Jon Voigt due to his unsavory politics. Ho, yes. Che, yes. Jim Jones, most certainly. But not Jon.
Seattle schools looking at revising its math education program to teach how math is a tool of oppression for racist hegemony. They call it “Mathematx”.
Designated hitters in the National League.
I tried to argue that these things are generally the work of noisy but culturally insignificant outliers, but I was shouted down by the cultural declinists, who insisted that the first hard rap by the barbarians will topple the whole rotten structure. Personally, I still think we have good bones underneath and will eventually shake it off.