The resident faculty left a placard outside the mail room this morning, with the message “Enough White Stuff!”
The staff think it was a clue…. (More)
First our thanks to last week’s writers:
On Monday, you shared your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week, Linda Lee celebrated The Repair Community in Midday Matinee, and Winter B saw that Babies Understand Us Better Than We Think in Our Earth.
On Tuesday, the Squirrel assessed Greece, Games, and Theories in Morning Feature, readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: Chef Blech in Midday Matinee, and Winter B spotted Individualism Created at the Office? in Our Earth.
On Wednesday, the Squirrel shared the schadenfreude of Scam PACs Spark Right Wing Feud in Morning Feature, Linda Lee pondered Winter in a Soddy in Midday Matinee, and Winter B noted Your Kid Doesn’t Need That Energy Boost in Our Earth.
On Friday, the resident faculty continued their series on “The Fear of God” with Israel, Iran, and Self-Fulfilling Prophecy in Morning Feature and triciawyse shared Friedai Critters in Midday Matinee.
On the weekend, the resident faculty concluded their series on “The Fear of God” with Fear and Power in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked Not a Christian “In Any Meaningful Way?” in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and Winter B brought our weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.
Note: Please share your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week.
Thus we return to the placard left outside the mail room as the resident faculty made their way from the
wine cellar library where they spent the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”) to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference.
The message on the placard: “Enough White Stuff!”
“Sounds like someone is sick of Rudy Giuliani and his echo chamber,” Chef said as she brought out the decoder ring.
The Squirrel shook his head and tapped at his Blewberry. “No. Well, I mean, yes, they are, but they weren’t talking about that.”
Professor of Astrology Janitor said. “They’re upset because Oscar host Neil Patrick Harris wasn’t joking when he said the show honored ‘our best and whitest?’”
“They didn’t mention that,” the Squirrel texted.
Chef scraped stray pecans into the Squirrel’s bowl. “Were they upset because Patricia Arquette followed her brilliant Oscar acceptance speech on equal pay for women with a tone-deaf backstage comment on race?”
The Squirrel nibbled a pecan and shook his head.
Professor of Astrology Janitor paused. “Umm, did some other white person say some ridiculous something?”
The Squirrel tapped at his Blewberry. “I’m sure someone did somewhere, but I haven’t seen it.”
“Okay,” Chef said, “so what does ‘Enough White Stuff!’ mean?”
The Squirrel finished his pecan and cleaned his whiskers before texting, “People are really sick of winter. Police departments have put out arrest warrants for Punxsutawney Phil, Jack Frost, and Queen Elsa from the movie Frozen and a Boston woman begged Netflix to release the next season of House of Cards early. Some Boston cyclists dug a 40-foot snow tunnel so they could ride to work.”
“That sounds dangerous,” the
Professor of Astrology Janitor said.
“I guess the city thought so too,” the Squirrel texted. “Someone knocked down the tunnel, but the cyclists will have a clear bike path once they chop up snow boulder that was left at the entrance.”
“So basically the resident faculty are going to grump about the winter weather this week?” Chef asked.
“I guess so,” the Squirrel said. “And I want royalties.”
As well he should.