Poetic justice

Babson College is run by spineless, cowardly little weasels who shouldn’t be trusted with operating a bodega, let alone a university; who should feel suffocating pangs of white-hot shame over this for at least a few weeks; and whose children, ideally, would be told — perhaps via some sort of catchy song and cartoon — that their parents are utter failures.

Jesse Singal

January 10, 2020

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