High university campus

. . . . . . . The university, despite its Cultural Marxist corruptions, is the highest institution around.

. . . . . . . Universities have great campuses. I’ve never been to a university that wasn’t lush and leafy and full of surprises. Trees everywhere. The thing with universities is that they’re a bit like monasteries in that they’re self-enclosed institutions without a lot of interference from the outside world. They take, but they do not give. And that is why they are so lush: their gorging on resources has given them a big beautiful belly that can withstand much abuse. {cont.}

. . . . . . . The older they get, the more charming they are. Campuses age like wine. Harvard University was founded in 1636. From humble beginnings it has grown into the most prestigious university in the world. It draws from the elite from all over the United States (not to mention overseas). Its campus has geometrically ordered trees, like Central Park in New York. There is a sense of hush about the campus as great minds are at work.

. . . . . . . In America during the Cold War, university professors often paired with the government to combat Communism. Professors are at the mercy of the public for their paychecks, so they are often sympathetic to Communism. But still they are willing to fight it. A residual patriotism burns in their bosom.

. . . . . . . Microsoft’s campus at Redmond (on the outskirts of Seattle) is based on the university campus ideal. Bill Gates recognized at an early stage that natural settings are great for that.

. . . . . . . Apple’s new UFO building is going to be a single giant building in a place with great flora. These corporations think alike.

. . . . . . . They coddle their workers so they’ll never want to leave the office. Free vending machines, free soda pop, subsidized meals, the works. And the campus is the place that supports them.

. . . . . . . As for universities, it is surprising how tight and confining the professors’ offices are. The grounds may be wide and leafy, but the faculty has restrictive settings to shelve their books in and do their computer-based work. Still, universities manage to be productive.

Catxman sez: Universities like Stanford were founded by rich men as legacies to leave after they themselves are gone. If there is no afterlife, they wanted to make sure that something remained of themselves. The vanity of self-preservation is a hollow vanity, but it can do good nonetheless. There are only three rules to proper philanthropy: (1) don’t micro-manage; (2) do be generous with your time and money; (3) fill a need that no one else is filling. The rest is just dross.

. . . . . . . Colleges such as the state universities provide a subsidized form of learning for the middle class who can’t afford to go to Harvard and wouldn’t all fit in that one space anyway. The state university is a source of pride for its residents. They may be poor in the economic sense, but they can point to their sprawling campus and say, see? we’re civilized.

The university is all about civilization. That’s where I disagree with it. Catxman, you see, my lovelies, would like to see a techno-barbaric university where the books and computers stayed, but the attitudes and the subjects studied underwent a radical series of changes.

. . . . . . . Techno-barbarism is about eating your food with your hands even if it’s spaghetti. Techno-barbarism in the university sense is about smashing past idols and raising up new, violent ones. It takes a life-giving force and unspools it so that everywhere there is a wire of dread and fascination in the air.

. . . . . . . Universities could — could — be one of the greatest levers for a more interesting world. Think of it from the vampires’ standpoint: if you’re immortal, you want to be entertained on a regular basis by things that surprise you. You want the ages that weigh on your shoulders like heavy dust to be blown off, and in its place a clean start instituted. You want to fall in love again for the first time. You want to fight like there’s no tomorrow. University could be an aid in all that. But it isn’t.

. . . . . . . Currently, university is just a ticket to a high-paying job. In the Sixties, during the Flower Power hippie days, the Left bragged about people becoming “woke” before “woke” was a word. What we are seeing today with wokeism is just a rehashing of past tropes. Nobody is really going to give up his paycheck to support Black Lives Matter. The campus is a haven away from the world, a den of innocence, it’s never going to dirty its hands with the hard work of changing the lives of the underprivileged and the suffering.

Catxman sez: In Stephen King’s book, Salem’s Lot, one of the bourgeois characters — a minor one — says that Flower Power collapsed because it had no economic basis to stand upon. King doesn’t often make astute obsevations, but that is exactly right. The children of the New Age were hopeless because they didn’t have the almighty dollar as a flying carpet to take them to Utopia. The only way to build Utopia is to tax the nation severely, and divert all the monies to your favorite rich pet projects, rather than re-distributing a little to everyone. This is the wave of the future: selective redistribution with an eye to elite-level projects, and disregarding and ignoring the rest.

. . . . . . . My favorite type of campus has artworks scattered around it. Particularly where there are comfortable benches to sit around the art and watch. Hamilton, Ontario has something like this with its Queen Victoria statue, which I am going to demolish when I get the power. Queen Victoria is standing fat as a hippo in a flowing metal dress, with a metal lion curled up at her feet. It says QUEEN VICTORIA, A MODEL WIFE AND MOTHER. In a rectangle around it there are a dozen wooden benches for relaxing on. That’s the sort of thing I want to see on campus, only no female subject, just deviant-level art. Unless the female is getting impaled by a javelin, or something like that, or if it’s a sexualized work in bronze.

. . . . . . . Finally, the university lives to be loved. No institution craves approval more than the university does. The more time goes by, the more silence kills the university.

. . . . . . . University professors want adulation from their students. The students want approval from their profs for assignments they completed themselves without cheating on the Net for term papers.

. . . . . . . The president of the university wants the business community to show their appreciation by donating.

. . . . . . . It’s all a big egotistical sham. The university should be an ego-less place, a place of pure intensity. The prefix “Dr.” is a sign that social status means a great deal to them. It shouldn’t. The university professor should not be in the elite of the mega-society. He should be on the same level as the janitor.

. . . . . . . It is only if he concretely elevates the beauty of the world — through art or interestingness — that he should be rewarded. And never a permanent reward, like tenure. The professor should be forced to innovate, jump through hoops, time and time again.

. . . . . . . For what is the university but the mind’s castle? And what is the mind’s castle but the playground where ideas play tag with one another?

9 thoughts on “High university campus

  1. I used to use Harvard’s library – and had to wear gloves. I had two university lecturers who blew my mind. They drove the students like sledge-dogs but it was earth-shattering. Both in music.

    1. I could have gone to the Ivy League had I buckled down and studied. The problem was, I was getting “A”s in school without trying, including in Calculus. My marks were always in the 80s, but never near 100%, which is what you need to win a scholarship. Also, I should have done extracurricular activities. Still, I don’t regret it. I’m where I need to be in life.

      1. I wasn’t Ivy League either – just used the library! I took 11 years to get a bachelor’s degree. The university lecturer once stopped me in the corridor and said, Bruce why don’t you come to university full time and learn something?

            1. As I go on in my pro blog, I’ll reveal more and more of myself. There’s nothing really to hide, I just prefer to have a pseudonym to build an image around. Ordinary names and typical life details just don’t cut it.

              1. I figured as much. I’ve oft thought of going incognito because after a time one cuts the cloth for the readers rather than write what you want and how you want.

  2. There’s also the allure of a one-word name. “Sting.” “Madonna.” “Drake.” Catxman with the x is unique, yet easy to say and remember.

    I can’t stand wordpress names like scheicklgrubereinsatz.wordpress.com or bill2342335.wordpress.com. My name is intentionally easy to remember, and besides I plan on writing a series of books with Cat Men in them (purple skin/fur and badass attitudes) and I thought it would be useful to place myself among them.

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