For a Man Considered a Bold Genius Jordan Peterson Sure Acts Like a Cowardly Idiot
Jordan Peterson the man seems to be the worst possible advertisement for Jordan Peterson’s ideas. The Canadian academic has attracted an army of worshipful acolytes by preaching a return to rugged, conventional masculinity, to stoicism, power and strength.
He is yet another right-winger terrified by what he sees as the social and intellectual plague of “wokeness”, of the unimaginable evils of tolerance and multiculturalism and moral relativism.
Peterson preaches order and strength in his rhetoric but in his personal life he seems to be what the kids call a hot mess.
The wacky professor pursued a dangerous meat-intensive diet that nearly killed him. Peterson claims that during this time he did not sleep for 25 days, which is remarkable, considering that the longest period of sleeplessness in human history is 11 days.
To help him recover from the disastrous diet he and his daughter pursued he was prescribed a benzodiazepine that he then became addicted to. At one point Peterson spent eight days in a medically induced coma.
Of course there is no shame in addiction, or depression or mental illness. I suffer from a pretty intense case of Depression and Anxiety myself but I am not out there positing myself as a guru with the secrets to living a successful life.
Peterson would obviously like to be seen as a Clint Eastwood-like exemplar of tough masculinity but he is, and always be, a messy bitch who loves drama.
He’s like Donald Trump in that respect. When the disgraced, twice-impeached ex-president looks in the mirror he sees Dirty Harry but then he calls up Fox and Friends to whine about how unfair it is that Saturday Night Live is mean to him.
In his role as a preeminent public intellectual and God to angry young men, Peterson felt the need to publicly weigh in on the all-important matter of whether or not the cover model of the latest Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition was sexy enough.
Peterson responded to a New York Post tweet about plus-sized model Yumi Nu being excited over achieving one of the greatest honors in modeling with a rage-choked, “Sorry. Not beautiful. And no amount of authoritarian tolerance is going to change that.”
Boy, it’s a good thing he begins the tweet by apologizing or he’d come off as a petty, immature asshole needlessly insulting a woman young enough to be his daughter.
“Authoritarian tolerance” is the curious notion that not being a raging asshole with no filter makes you an authoritarian bully. If you meet someone and say, “Nice to meet you. I love your shirt” it’s apparently authoritarian tolerance, particularly if you DON’T actually love the shirt. In order to NOT engage in the thought crime of authoritarian tolerance you should instead greet someone by saying, “Your tie is not attractive. I don’t find your wife sexually desirable and your home is cheap and poorly decorated.”
No, wait, that’s not right. In order to really channel Peterson you’d need to start off, “Sorry. Your tie is not attractive. I don’t find your wife sexually desirable and your home is cheap and poorly decorated and no amount of authoritarian tolerance is going to change that.”
In Peterson’s paranoid mind, putting a plus-sized model on the cover of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition is nothing less than a “conscious and cynical manipulation by the oh-so virtuous politically correct.”
Why hasn’t Noam Chomsky weighed in on the all-important subject of whether or not a swimsuit model is hot? All public intellectuals must take a stand on this most important of issues.
When the world responded to Peterson’s need to tell the world that a woman in a swimsuit didn’t give him a boner with, “Dude, what the fuck?” the Canuck dumb fuck couldn’t believe how mean everybody was being to him and vowed to quit Twitter in protest.
He didn’t leave Twitter, of course, because, as we have established, he is a messy bitch who loves drama and attention, not to mention all those likes, tweets and shares!
When not discussing the attractiveness of bikini models, Peterson has been bragging about the five million subscribers to his Youtube channel. That is also, of course, the mark of an important and serious intellectual.
Sad that Twitter was no longer a Safe Space, the butt-hurt snowflake of a man-baby whined, “"The endless flood of vicious insults is really not something that can be experienced anywhere else.”
For a man considered a bold genius by his worshipful followers, Jordan Peterson sure behaves like a cowardly idiot.
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