Chunk visits Saddleback College and swoons

That's right. I finished my Friday morning class and decided, on a whim, to visit an old pal at Saddleback College.

I took my camera.

First thing I came upon was the Fine Arts area. Man, it's beautiful up around there. Then Patrick showed up.

I headed for the Library. Rode up to the 3rd floor. It was as quiet as a tomb. Saw some cadaverous individuals.

When I stepped back outside for much-needed air, I walked into a jasmine cloud. I was transported.


What's this about? How'd they get that sign up there so fast?

I know our trustees have a reputation for defiance, but sheesh! Now we'll never get re-accredited.

Came across a cool poster:


...And a peculiar sign.


I think somebody finally got tired of the college displaying a pissed off vaquero and then callin' 'im a "gaucho."

It was such a beautiful day. I checked out the area behind the pool. Nobody goes there, especially me. I was being watched. Beautiful trees, though.



ave you seen David Horowitz's new book? It's called The Professors:


It's published by Regnery Publishing. As you know, trustee Tom Fuentes is a director of Eagle Publishing, which controls Regnery Publishing, Eagle’s book subsidiary. (See http://www.regnery.com/eagle_manage.html)

Regnery’s website describes The Professors this way:

We all know that left-wing radicals from the 1960s have hung around academia and hired people like themselves. But if you thought they were all harmless, antiquated hippies, you’d be wrong. Today’s radical academics aren’t the exception—they’re legion. And far from being harmless, they spew violent anti-Americanism, preach anti-Semitism, and cheer on the killing of American soldiers and civilians—all the while collecting tax dollars and tuition fees to indoctrinate our children. Remember Ward Churchill, the University of Colorado professor who compared the victims of the September 11 terrorist attacks to Nazis who deserved what they got? You thought he was bad? In this shocking new book, New York Times bestselling author David Horowitz has news for you: American universities are full of radical academics like Ward Churchill—and worse.

Do you suppose that Trustee Fuentes thinks that we're like THAT? Could he be that deluded?

I'm thinking about my office at IVC. Sure, my office mate is some kinda radical, but she never says or does the stuff that Horowitz is yammerin' about. There's a Bush Republican right across the hall. On one side of him, there are two liberal Democrats who leave people Valentines and such. They never spew. On the other side, there's another Republican (I think). She keeps to herself and looks intensely self-interested. Her office mate isn't political; he's neurotic. He spews all right, but only vomit.

I'm no radical; I'm a Communitarian. In Orange County, being a Communitarian is like being a screen door salesman on a submarine. (I remember that from 3rd grade. Swoonage releases childhood memories.) Or worse even.

I do some spewin', but it's the conservative Andy Roony kind. Like, "how come I can't get a lid for my coffee that's got an air-hole pre-poked in it? Goddamit, is it too much to ask for a friggin' pre-poked air-hole!"

I've got to say, you've got a beautiful--and fragrant--campus down there in Mission Viejo. It all made me swoon. You're lucky, you are.