“F*** You, Fellow Yale Law Students!”
Amusement, Political Correctness, Yale Law School
A letter posted to the Yale Law School listserv by an alleged soon-to-graduate third year student expressed hostility toward his politically correct schoolmates in such vehement and colorful terms that it was published on the legal blog Above the Law and is being discussed on other sites (1 and 2).
Dear tYLS or tWall or whatever dumb shit you call it these days:
I am a second-semester 3L. How exciting. In a surprising turn of events, I decided I want to work for a couple of years at a law firm but eventually try to become a published author, or, if that fails, get a Ph.D. and try to become a professor.
Why am I telling you all of this? It’s because I wanted to thank you all for inspiring me to follow my passions and my dreams. Specifically, these passions and dreams are writing and making fun of people.
I realized I hate law and politics. Why? Because I literally hate like 90% of you, and honestly I don’t really feel like going down the path that involves being stuck with even more people like you who literally have no sense of humor and get offended over literally everything. You think Clarence Thomas hates YLS? Clarence Thomas ain’t got SHIT on me.
I’ve watched as you guys get offended over the dumbest shit and wax political over the dumbest shit. LOL. I mean wow, and seriously, this fucking school. If the sticks up your asses were any larger, you guys would give Muslim extremists a run for their money. …
Read the whole thing.
Poem of the Day
Amusement, Tarzana Joe
Utopia by Tarzana Joe
That notion, so delectable
That mankind is perfectible
Is once again respectable
And seems our current goal
We used to think divinity
Was out there past infinity
Perhaps in the vicinity
Of your immortal soul
But now we’re told perfection
For those who’re so inclined
Is nearer than it’s ever been
For it’s been redefined
We’re scolded to be perfect
By cries of the Incessants
We owe it to our neighbors
To use compact fluorescents
We owe this new utopia
To exercise for hours
We owe it to the planet
To all take shorter showers
Forget exploring oceans
Or some day visit Mars
The challenge of our lifetime
Is to all get hybrid cars
If we, in our obedience
Put out the selfish flame
We’ll turn our backs to heaven
And all will think the same
Is this the end of ice cream?
And vices that we treasure…
Is this the end of sparkling?
Is this the end of pleasure?
So down with your defiance
I recommend compliance
Join in the new alliance
And grasp the greater good
Forget what you’re pursuin’
It’s been your life’s undoin’
The past is but a ruin
See there, where it once stood.
Hat tip to Karen L. Myers.
Prank Photo From the Louvre, Banned on Facebook
Art, Facebook, Jean-Baptiste Regnault, Louvre, Photography

Four women playfully strip in emulation of Jean-Baptiste Regnault‘s Les Trois Grâces, (1799) in the Louvre.
This photo turned up yesterday on the feed of one of my European correspondents on Facebook. I was curious, and when I looked into into its background, I found the picture first appeared a year ago, also on Facebook, from which it was promptly removed on grounds of allegedly violating FB’s “community standards.”
The original poster (possibly the photographer?), one Jim Harris, responded indignantly to FB’s censorship on HuffPo.


