Indeed, since in most institutions the janitors would never have done anything so silly, and in some the janitors even protested the Big Brain’s imposition of “brotherhood,” one wonders, on second thought, whether Prexy, Ph.D., LL.D., etc., could safely be entrusted with a broom.
What is significant is what was done in a few institutions by young Americans — and when I use that word, I mean young Americans, descendants and heirs of the creators of the Western world; I do not mean all featherless bipeds that, “regardless of race, color, or creed,” happen to be on our soil at the present time. In some universities, after Prexy, Ph.D., LL.D., etc. — excluded from his own building by creatures he had hired to come to the university as “students” — had groveled and “negotiated” for days, young Americans, losing patience with the deflated old windbag, simply went into the building and hauled out the animated garbage.
Those young Americans are our last hope of survival. They deserve what support we can give them. With luck and foresight, they may recover the country we lost.
We are told that “youth” is idealistic. That is true, if the statement means that our young men and women have inherited the quality, peculiar to our race, that finds expression in our great sagas of Beowulf, King Arthur, Roland, Parsifal, and Siegfried. It is false, if by “ideals” you mean the White Queen’s cultivated ability to believe at least six impossible things before breakfast, and the “Liberal” notion that you can make big magic by chanting lies about the real world.
Young Americans have the courage and the will to fight and, if need be, to sacrifice themselves for what they instinctively feel is great and noble. They are the last force to which we can appeal.