What hopes, what dreams, those who founded Brandeis in 1948, in improbable Waltham, with a motley series of buildings that somehow became a campus -- and hired all kinds of people who were, in those fresh and innocent and more intelligent days, hired without the credentials (the graduate degree, and sometimes even the undergraduate degree) that are demanded, killingly, today, and gave Brandeis a boost that only in the last few Diverity-And-Doctorate Decades, has brought it low. Would Max Lerner, who had been on the staff of the old PM (where Dr. Seuss got his start as a cartoonist), be hired by Brandeis today? And would Aasia Siddiqui, the Al-Qaeda terrorist, have been given a scholarship? Or would this young lady with her level of academic achievement to be gauged from her sub-literate maunderings, have in any age but our own been admitted? And what of conceivable worth has she learned?
Louis Dembitz Brandeis was not only a distinguished jurist; he was also a distinguished -- and very active -- Zionist, one of the mainstays of the early Zionist movement in the United States, a fact that partially accounts for this Jewish-affiliated university being named for him. The phrase "spinning in his grave" long ago became too trite to be used by anyone -- but, in this instance, I think it might literally be true. This case of eponymy transmogrifying into mockery is another melancholy example of the Left's propensity for soiling everything it touches.
The student has resigned as a "representative" and the Dean of her department has posted a long screed about, so far as I can tell, the awfully awful totally terrible online sites that had the temerity to publish what the "representative" had to say and how the "representative" was sent awfully awful totally terrible [insert leftist list here] utterly not good words in response, which has caused her great angst, but is a teachable moment, to which Brandeis will now go, because, you know. One would need an iron heart not to laugh.