... lies a land of free speech where people can say things like, "the free market isn't perfect, but it's the best economic system out there" and "I think people should be judged by the content of their character instead of the color of their skin."
I was watching some short YouTube video the other day, I think it was about the University of South Carolina*, where students and faculty were melting down over something so innocuous that I can't even remember what it was. It suddenly struck me that perhaps 50 yards away, there was freedom from their reflexive spasms of intolerance.
When I went to UCSD, we spent a lot of time off campus. That's where the bars were and where the girls wore tight skirts and there was this one time that this really hot chick and I ... Hmm. I seem to be getting off topic. Where was I? Oh yeah, off campus.
What struck me about the video was how tiny these islands of academic insanity are. If you zoomed out on Google Maps, the University of Crazed Progressives would look like a teensy-weensy dot in a vast tract of urbane urbanness. Does it ever occur to the residents of these 4-year madhouses that they live on tiny islands in a sea of insensitivity? What happens when they go out to a club and someone says something like, "I like Ted Cruz?" Are they shocked when university administrators don't swoop down on the person and force them to recant?
In short, how do they reconcile the wild differences in culture?
Maybe they never go out.
* - South Carolina of all places!