For those of us who criticize academia from the right, it’s easy for the whole endeavor to start feeling old and tired. Sure, the higher-ed establishment is deeply corroded. And yes, our nation’s campuses are boiling over with all manner of absurdity. They’re dominated by shrill, humorless, self-righteous radicals whose combination of extremism and shamelessness makes them the perfect targets for biting polemics. But how many different ways can we point this out before boredom begins to set in?

The daily discourse on any campus consists of a thin gruel of P.C. jargon. It’s a soggy mixture of bland platitudes about ”tolerance,” “diversity,” “multiculturalism,” and the like. Such language is often so vague and tortured that it’s hard to figure out what it means, much less get worked up about it.

Every once in a while, we need something to keep us going–some reminder of the utter obnoxiousness and insanity of the ideologies that prevail among the leftist educational establishment.

And so I give you… Tolerance.org’s parenting guide on how to talk to kids about “tough issues.” There’s advice on everything from ”Breaking Out of the Gender Box” to ”Stereotypes at Halloween” to “Native American Mascots.” The first item listed is “White Privilege.” It includes this exemplary exchange between a mother and her seven-year-old son:

Last month, my 7-year-old son and I were in the car when he asked me, “Mom, when you grow up, do you get to do whatever you want, or do other people tell you what to do?”…“That’s a very interesting question,” I told him. “In some ways, it depends a lot on where you’re born, how much money you have and what your skin color is.” I went on to explain in age-appropriate terms that our country was actually founded by white colonists who enslaved Africans and either killed Native Americans or moved them onto reservations. White people have been opening doors of opportunity for other whites ever since, I told him. …I know what I try to do and what my beliefs are, but I always feel like I am not doing enough to end racism or oppression. …It was my father’s skin color that enabled him to essentially do whatever he wanted, as my son wondered about in the car that day.

From K-12 on up, this is the message being peddled by teachers and professors: that our destinies are determined by race, that group identity trumps individual responsibility, that our country is indelibly stained with injustice, and that we are beholden to the sins of the past.

Invigorating, no?