So, an article came out this morning from Fox News talking about students at Emory University who had their “feelings” hurt and were traumatized because of the evil words they found etched on the sidewalks with chalk.
Those words….brace yourself….
“Vote for Trump”
I know what you’re thinking….how could anyone stoop so low as to write those disgusting words on the sidewalks where grown college aged children could come upon them and have their “feels” placed in immediate danger?
But it’s true. Their feels were damaged. So much so that the school will be reviewing their security camera footage in order to thwart those evil chalk-wielding criminals from attempting to harm another college-aged child from having their feels trampled on by words written in chalk.
Don’t think the imagery here has been lost on me. College children out there wanting to be treated as adults get offended over a presidential candidate’s name written in sidewalk chalk (a toy for young children). Yikes!
Folks, as I write this I am 34 years old. And never in my life have I seen such a sad display of hypersensitivity among students and faculty alike. It’s as if everyone is literally wearing their feelings on their nerve endings and on their corneas, and if they touch something or see something that they don’t like or agree with it has somehow violently violated them in a terrible and inexcusable manner worthy of having immediate recourse taken to thwart further violation.
My stomach can’t take it. I’ve eaten like half a bottle of Tums today to try and combat the regurgitation that threatens to spew out of my mouth to these students.
But then, what should I expect from an entire generation that was coddled, and given awards for merely “participating” in something…in a generation that doesn’t like the words “winner” or “loser” when it comes to something.
Worst part? I’m not even a Trump fan….not even remotely.
Unfortunately, this wasn’t the first time this week I saw someone’s “feels” being viciously trampled upon.
This past week my pastor and I went to College of Charleston, a local university that is well known around the country, and possibly one of the most liberal universities in our state.
And what purpose did we go there for?
To engage students (and apparently professors as well) on the place of faith in politics.
Now before I go any further, let me set the scene:
There I sat with my pastor, a couple of college-aged students who go to our church, a former atheist turned PC USA Chrisitan (aka uber liberal), 2 other students who hardly spoke or lifted their heads from their mobile devices, and 1 professor who was 30 and taught math.
It was, by all accounts, a civil discussion. I felt it went really well though we were all over the map and spectrum of faith and politics, social issues, the legitimacy of Christianity as a religion….you name it…in an hour and a half we covered a lot of ground.
At one point while I pressed the professor to expand on his thoughts concerning the founding father’s religious background, and the idea of interpreting the constitution as a living document (versus original intent), one of the students broke in and asked to interject.
Fully expecting her to add something to the conversation she proceeded to inform us that we were getting too borderline angry with one another and that we needed to refrain from trying to persuade each other toward our beliefs, but rather we should simply present our ideas and let God do the rest.
It was at this point that we surveyed the group to find out if we were indeed crossing a line, and much to my surprise, not a single person was in agreement with this young lady. In fact, they all agreed that this was one of the most civil discussions they had engaged in with regards to some very hard topics.
What in the world people?
Why are so-called young adults incapable of viewing a presidential candidate’s name written in chalk, or have their ideas challenged without backing into a corner, grabbing their “banky”, stuffing their thumbs in their mouths, and telling everyone to stop hurting their feels?
Frankly, I’m sick of it. It’s pathetic. GROW UP!
How did we become so soft as a nation? This isn’t just a problem with the college kids.
I ran into this same mindset this morning from someone my age who felt that I was being (in his words) a “judgmental jerk”, and that I am part of the problem for people who don’t like the church because we are so harsh. He went so far as to compare me to Westboro Baptist and to suggest that I made Hitler smile. I kid you not!
Why? Because I dared to suggest that if Disney didn’t like Georgia passing a law that provided added protection to pastors and Christian business owners practice of their faith, that Disney should do as they promised and move out of the state.
I find it quite entertaining that he’s judging me at the same time for supposedly being judgmental, all while ignoring the fact that Disney is using their money as a bullying tactic against the state of Georgia for attempting to protect a God-given right..the freedom of religion.
When I pressed him on exactly what I said that was judgmental…I got no response.
This is what we’re up against folks. These are the people who will be running this nation not too far into the future. God help them if someone should ACTUALLY do something to them that was actually wrong. We may have a full blown Civil War on our hands if that were to happen.
So here’s my suggestion – everyone needs to put on their big kid pants and grow up. Mature some. Stop being so hypersensitive that the wind might hurt your feelings. And maybe, just maybe…we can begin to interact with each other at an adult level and start making some progress as a nation.