The app for independent voices

I attended grad school at a big 10 uni from 1989-1991. Sitting in the student lounge between classes--where one could smoke (!)-- was like being a spy at a gathering of epicene creeps declaring that when "we're in charge" anyone who disagrees will be lined up against a wall and shot. They were always faux enraged by something as expressed by rolling eyes, sneers, and pre-fabbed opinions. Never an original view or insight or humor. Utter bores with ultra sensitive antennae twitching at the slightest deviation in thought and lips curling at laughter they could not understand. I fucking hated that place.

Aug 31, 2021
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