For a glimpse into America’s future, look no further than its college campuses: American higher education is in moral and academic decline, so says 2009 Yale University graduate Nathan Harden.
Harden has written a new book on what he encountered during his time at the university. It’s called Sex and God at Yale: Porn, Political Correctness, and a Good Education Gone Bad.
Harden says Yale’s highly publicized “Sex Week” is just one example of the moral crisis affecting American higher education.
During Sex Week, porn stars and sex industry CEOs are invited on campus for a marathon of sex-related film screenings, seminars, and product demonstrations — all sanctioned by the university as “sex education.”
Other universities have followed suit and now offer their own versions of Sex Week.
Harden said this sex-saturated culture underscores the loss of purpose that permeates academia today. He points out that extreme agendas and single-minded political correctness have left us with universities that seem to no longer know what is or isn’t worth teaching in their classrooms.”
Harden’s book has plenty of “what isn’t worth teaching” in it:
For days leading up to this biennial extravaganza Harden receives e-mails advertising seminars like “The Female Orgasm” and “Everything You’ve Always Wanted to Know About Sex (and Sex Toys!).” When the big week arrives, he, along with hundreds of fellow students, attends lectures by porn stars and porn moguls and peddlers of every sex toy on the market (all eco-friendly, of course). Most of what he describes seems like fodder for satire, but Harden approaches it all with great seriousness, pausing often for helpful definitions: “ ‘double anal penetrations’ — a dangerous and frequently harmful act during which two males penetrate the anus of the female simultaneously.”
Harden finds himself much in the same situation as Brad Majors at Dr. Frank N. Furter’s convention in “The Rocky Horror Picture Show”; that is, a choirboy type faced with a cast of characters he had not at this point in his squeaky-clean life imagined existed. He sits in on a lecture called “Babeland’s Lip Tricks,” given by a burlesque performer named Darlinda, who leads the students in chanting unprintable words, and then demonstrates with great care and enthusiasm her whole foreplay array of lip, tongue and hand techniques. The fact that Yale lends its name and its classrooms to such a display is too much for Harden to stomach. He sits in the back where a couple of pervy professors are lurking, and watches his dreams die.Every oral-sex seminar, “every masturbation how-to session, every tip I heard on how to stimulate the anus — each of these seemed to be mocking the greatest achievement of my life up to that point, which was that somehow I, a home-school dropout with a G.E.D., had clawed and scratched and fought my way into Yale,” he writes. “Yale had been like some kind of drug. It was a blast, and then I came down with a crash.”
What else are hard-working parents paying six-figure prices for (a college education costs well into six-figures for 4 years)?
Workshops on incest, sado-masochism, and prostitution .….
And, if dark-skinned, man-handling by trigger-happy cops.
If light-skinned, they risk becoming the victim of racial hostility from the urban war-zone that is New Haven. Just ask the family of Christian Prince.