But your children aren’t in college yet, so you did nothing. It may be trite to fall back on Martin Niemöller, but the fact remains that it’s hard to muster much concern for problems that don’t touch your little world. And now, the train is coming full throttle for your little darlings.
From the ally-prince of sad anecdotes, Tyler Kingkade:
When her daughter stopped attending class at Garfield High School in Seattle, she was suffering nightmares about being attacked. This hadn’t happened before she took an overnight November 2012 high school field trip, when she says a classmate raped and sodomized her.
Warkov complained to the U.S. Department of Education’s Office for Civil Rights that the school district botched the handling and fallout of her daughter’s case, and federal officials are currently investigating what happened to uncover possible Title IX violations.
Don’t you dare ask the obvious question, whether Warkov went to the police after alleging that she was the victim of a despicable crime. That’s victim blaming, and the victims of crime are entitled to choose any means of vindicating their victimhood they choose. Warkov chose Title IX. Yes, that Title IX, the one that’s wreaked havoc on college campuses across the nation.
As of the end of September, the U.S. Department of Education had opened 53 Title IX investigations at 51 schools and school districts — a tally that more than doubled since November 2014.
Activists are now beginning to sharpen their focus on the K-12 level, examining how schools — especially high schools — handle sexual violence, and whether they comply with the gender equity law Title IX.
The argument is simple. Well, actually simplistic. Why wait until college to teach boys not to “rape” by asking a girl out on a date when she would prefer you not. By the time they’re college rapists, they’re up to their eyeballs in “sexual violence” by twitting unpleasant thoughts to women.
And now it’s come to a high school near you. Will your child be victim or rapist?
But once shit starts flowing downhill, it picks up a head of steam. Having broken free of the pedagogy of politics permeating college campuses, it’s not going to stop at the high school door. Get real, parents. It’s heading straight for your elementary school playground.
Consider this: several Minnesota public schools have hired “recess consultants” to create structured playground activities for students during the brief part of the day when kids are supposedly free to do something creative on their own. According to The Minneapolis Star Tribune:
Two Edina elementary schools, worried about the politics of the playground, are taking an unusual step to police it: They have hired a recess consultant.
Some parents have welcomed the arrival of the firm Playworks, which says recess can be more inclusive and beneficial to children if it’s more structured and if phrases like, “Hey, you’re out!” are replaced with “good job” or “nice try.”
On the surface, some will see this as teaching children just to be nice to each other, to be non-competitive because competition breeds winners and losers, and no child should ever feel the pain of losing. And losing would make them
strive to improve sad.
But, you smugly respond, what does this have to do with violence against women as they grow up? It’s not like some 12-year-old is going to get suspended for just looking at some girl, right? Virginia Postrel explains.
Behind these policies is the superstitious belief that vigorous physical contact and make-believe violence will beget immediate and future real physical harms — magical thinking that fundamentally misunderstands how children play and learn. Prohibiting rough-and-tumble play doesn’t make recess safer or kids less apt to hurt others. To the contrary, the bans deprive children of the very experiences they need to master peaceful social interactions.
There are forces at work here in the micro-social-management of young people that insist that the traits of masculinity, competitiveness and aggressiveness, must be “nurtured” out of children as early as possible, so that they may achieve a higher state of manliness without massive infusions of estrogen (which has not yet been taken off the table). What makes for a real man is being more sensitive, more in touch with feelings.
Athletes and fraternity members are a risk to themselves and others because of the pressure put on them to act masculine, according to other events from the week.
One event featured a screening of the limited-release documentary The Mask You Live In, which blames “America’s narrow definition of masculinity” for the deteriorating mental health of boys and men.
By the time young men reach college, it’s too late. They’re already suffering the “deteriorating mental health” of masculinity, which is why they spend their time raping and committing sexual violence. The goal is to breed that out of boys as early as possible so that they never grow up to be athletes and frat boys who will never be invited to a sleepover at Tyler Kingkade’s house.
Directors of End Rape On Campus are advocating to expand affirmative consent education into high schools. The social impact team behind the campus rape documentary “It Happened Here” has worked to facilitate screenings in high schools.
Crazy radicals? Who cares?
Last week, California Gov. Jerry Brown (D) signed into law two bills: One that mandates any school district requiring a health course to teach students about affirmative consent — essentially, “only yes means yes” — and a second to require all districts to provide sexual education classes twice between grades 7 and 12.
Those new laws are causing the “It Happened Here” team to work on developing a program specially tailored to California schools, according to Ari Mostov, who works with the documentary.
When your kid comes home from school and tells you he watched a movie that day in health class, will you ask him what the title was?
“This has to be addressed from so many different angles,” Warkov said.
Or Warkov, accepting, arguendo, the truth of her accusation that she was raped, could have just gone to the police, who could have arrested the perpetrator. And all the little boys on the playground could have played fun games, like Duck, Duck, Goose, rather than Pretty, Pretty Princess.