Consideration of the virtues not aside, an old pal who's been boss of a seminary in Oxford for ages says that his students tend to be "fragile."
I can believe it, such is the snowflake generation who cry at the drop of an incorrect personal pronoun but seem to be down with Pink Moloch infanticide.
Whatever. Here at the Compound we're all about solutions and staying positive in the fight, so here's some helpful advice from Texas via the Mine.
A weepy student requests a "dialogue." Aristotle, Ze feels, is "systemic racism." Big problem. Solution? No need for words, pass the little snowflake a crying towel and indicate the door. But what if the snowflake's been harmed by someone's insensitivity and wants to tell you, the Principal, all about it?
Easy. Produce a plastic rodent and put it on the desk, then take an axe and chop it up exclaiming, "No one likes a rat." Pass the bits of severed rat to the student and instruct them to take it home. Throw in a towel for good measure, why not, there's no "rule."
Thanks again for the retreat, RW.
Illuminatio Mea,
LSP
