Posted on | September 2, 2013 | 96 Comments
Sunday was spent with my wife and kids at her family reunion and, I don’t know, maybe I’m feeling deadline stress on this article about the Virginia gubernatorial campaign I’m supposed to be finishing up for the next print issue of The American Spectator.
Anyway, I woke up this morning after having a horrible nightmare about Miley Cyrus. It was a sex dream. This confirms my Calvinist belief in total human depravity, because anybody who would dream about sex with her is totally depraved.
Do I feel dirty? Sure, but that wasn’t actually the nightmare part.
In the dream, I woke up and Miley was gone, so I stumbled outside half-dressed and there was some kind of deal about her cell phone being lost. Then I started walking toward a restaurant. (Don’t ask why; dreams don’t work that way). On my way to the restaurant, I encountered Miley who was headed back in the other direction. I told her I would find her cell phone and she yelled back that I had better find her Aerosmith tickets, too. (Don’t ask why Miley Cyrus would need tickets to get into an Aerosmith concert; dreams don’t work that way.) So I got to the restaurant, where they had both the phone and the tickets at the front desk, but then the police showed up, and the media, too.
That’s when I woke up, just as it turned into a catastrophic scandal.
Like I say, I attribute this nightmare to deadline stress, rather than to any secret lust for Miley Cyrus, but thank God, it was just a dream.
Not so much for @Andria_XX, the feminist whose reaction to criticism of Miley Cyrus’s VMA performance introduced the world to the word “heteropatriarchal.” Andria has an “Honors BA in Social Justice and Peace Studies” and has nearly completed her Master’s degree in Gender Studies, yet finds herself applying for hotel clerk jobs: “My degrees mean NOTHING. I am at the end of my rope.“
Andria’s plight went viral over the weekend — not in a good way.
My observation that being “an advanced student of useless ideology doesn’t result in meaningful employment” got linked all over the place, including Instapundit and a sidebar headline at Ace of Spades, and Vox Day made a point I hadn’t even considered:
She’s very lucky the service industry will consider hiring anyone with a pulse, because any employer looking at those degrees has to knows she is a walking, talking, sexual harassment and/or discrimination lawsuit waiting to happen.
In fact, a Gender Studies degree actually has negative value, given that credentialed feminists are considerably more likely to cause disruption in the workplace.
Exactly: Outside of academia, non-profit activism or certain government jobs, no employer in his right mind would hire someone whose educational credentials identify them as an adherent of radical ideology. Better to major in Esperanto literature, really, than to advertise yourself as one of the Permanently Aggrieved.
Reaction ranged from Captain Capitalism’s embittered schadenfreude (don’t let your hate own you), to Pete Da Tech Guy’s merciful hope for Andria’s redemption (a hope perhaps too fond). But the genuinely horrifying revelation was when David Thompson linked to one of Andria’s Tweets that I had hitherto overlooked:
@Andria_XX‘s plight is kinda like my Miley Cyrus nightmare, a catastrophic scandal exposing a shameful truth. Imagine the moment you realize that your education was not merely a waste of time, but a crippling burden that will haunt you the rest of your life.
- Aug. 30: Hard Times for Gender Studies Major
- Aug. 30: Bitches Be Cray-Cray: A Heteropatriarchal Theory of Non-Transformative Justice
- Aug. 26: ‘And It Just Blew Up’
- Aug. 26: In Case You Missed It, @MileyCyrus Got Super-Skanky on the VMAs Last Night