In response to Loyalty Oaths, Diversity Mandates, Faculty ‘Training’ at San Diego State
The school doesn’t care what the diversity statement says. They care less as to whether the candidate believes what she just wrote. What they care about is that the Faculty-Member-To-Be does what she is told to do. It is the academic equivalent of, “When I tell you to jump…all I want to hear in return is “How High?”.
Of course, it’s a pro forma exercise. It can be nothing else. It is a loyalty oath. And like every loyalty oath, it doesn’t matter what is said, what matters is that you say it (even better if you can memorize it and repeat it at will, as needed or prompted). “Diversity! Sir! Yes, Sir!” It is a profession of subservience, a vow of obedience.
The entire Diversity Mantra is anti-thought, anti-education, anti-truth, for if thought, education, and truth truly mattered, then the color of the booties of the authors of the work we must consider wouldn’t matter at all. Is the magic of Shakespeare somehow less magical (or more!) if we know his skin tone or his sexual predilections? Is DaVinci somehow less a genius (or more) if we know the degree of fluidity associated with his chosen gender-identities? Or should we, in the name of diversity, abandon Shakespeare, abandon Da Vinci, and Rodin, and Dickens, and Einstein entirely and replace them with a much more diverse (but intellectually bereft) Tom, Dick, Harry, and the T-G’d Sally Smith-Jones?
It’s a billion-dollar farce played with life-changing implications. Diversity, Mein Herr? Diversity Sieg Heil! Here is my statement; listen to my heels click!
We would be ashamed if we weren’t so scared.
Tom Horrell, Kansas City, Missouri