You may have wondered how far up the ladder the CU recruiting scandal goes. You may have wondered how in the world Gary Barnett didn't get fired (read the second piece down) after investigations showed him responsible for many of the reprehensible acts going on through the years. They even have proof of Barnett covering up rapes. Dear reader, we now the extent of the damage... it goes all the way to the top. CU President Elizabeth Hoffman is responsible for the culture of sexist tolerance and must be removed from office. How do I know this? I know this from a little gem of a statement made by Ms. Hoffman this afternoon where she defends the use of the 'C' word. The word is so vile, that I myself in conversation with other guys while drinking and playing poker still call it the 'C' word. President Hoffman said this "it can be used towards women as a term of endearment".
Go ahead, get a glass of water. Come back and read that last sentence again. After you have done that, pick up your phone and call your congressman to demand her resignation. Why? Because this is a public school, which means you pay her salary.
This sort of genius of public relations reminds me when Arizona Governor Evan Mecham defended his use of the term 'pickaninny' to describe blacks as a 'Term of Endearment'. True story, and he was promptly run out of office between indictments and a recall.
Lemme tell you friends, this isn't about the thought police or being politically correct. This is social intolerance that belongs nowhere at no time. Now, why don't you drop her a line at elizabeth.hoffman@cu.edo and tell her what you think. Then, drop the Denver Post a line at openforum@denverpost.com
I pray when you read this that it is national news and you are tired of hearing about it. Now, drop a line to the Univeristy itself here at presofc@lamar.colostate.edu If not, please send this to everyone you know. I don't even need the traffic, just copy & paste the words. Maybe give her a call at 303-492-6201, at press time (5 pm Tuesday) her voice mail was still accepting messages. Go ahead and call her, you can bill it to my house.
Article comments
1 - RJ Elliott
Yeah, "cunt" is no "term of endearment," that's for sure...
2 - Lono
Especially when referring to a rape victim, which is what this situation was.
3 - SFC Ski
Oh, come now, you are both males, how can you comment on what is or is not an appropriate term of endearment between females, you who have not sufferd years of inequality, you testosterone-laden oppressors, there are no bad words, and to say that women is wrong just shows you're jealous of a woman being in a position of authority ;-)(Ok, I'll stop now, no more decaf Starbucks for me)
4 - RJ Elliott
If I ever wanted to pick a fight with my ex-girlfriend of 5 years, all I had to do was throw out the C-word. Nothing else enraged her quite as much as that. I don't know why. But apparently calling a chick a "cunt" is akin to calling a dude a "fag." It just enrages people.
I know it's just a word, so why do people get so offended by it? I don't know why. But it's a fact.
5 - Bob A. Booey
Good post and research, Lono. I didn't hear of this but I'm glad you brought it to our attention.
Jesus, that's retarded. How can that ridiculous president ever look at any potential faculty hires for women's studies in the face again?
While I'll defend that women like the smart talk (isn't that right, bitches?), that's the one word you can't ever use and any of you who have used it to your girlfriends demonstrate why you're not particularly good at getting or keeping them. And the way you talk in a bar or a social setting with your friends is very different from the standards of exclusionary language that a university president should work with.
That is all.
6 - RJ Elliott
Yep. It's reason number 437 why we aren't together anymore... :-/
7 - Eric Olsen
when used in anger, that is a word almost universally associated with flying objects
8 - Ms. Tek
Why am I not surprised you called your girlfriend a cunt, RJ?
She should have ripped your eyeballs out.
True story (karma is a beautiful thing):
Back when I was 20, I was a carriage driver. There was this one guy who didn't like me who worked out of the same barn as I. On one particular evening, before we went to the stand, he did something in the barn that I got him in trouble for (I was a manager for another company but whatever he did was affecting all the other people in the barn). Anyway, I am done with getting my horse ready and go out to the carriage stand.
Slowly, the other carriages show up. I was at the front of the line, loading people up in my carriage and we were off for a half hour ride. Next think I know, this dick has trotted his horse next to mine and starts yelling at me "You C, C, C, C, C!!" (yes... five times. I counted). Now I had passengers with a little kid in my carriage. They were horrified. I was livid. But I kept my mouth shut and tried to make nice with my passengers. I got back from my ride to the stand. Got paid (still got a lovely tip) and got someone to hold my horse as I walked back the line to address Mr. Dickhead.
I told him the following "You better have the cops waiting when you get back to the barn tonight because I am going to beat you within an inch of your life. Mark my words. Not only did you call me a Cunt, but you called me Cunt five times in a row, AND I had passengers. I have already informed your manager of the situation. She knows I am going to kill you. You are in big trouble."
So the night goes on... and I get back to the barn... and he is not there. As a matter of fact, for the next six months I worked that job, he never was at the barn when I was there anymore. I never forgot what he did, however.
Fast forward to when I was 22-23. My friend and I were out drinking. I remember I had a bright red "girl scouts of Chicago" t-shirt on my hair in pigtails. I was not looking "hot" that night. I was just out to get drunk. Anyway, my friend and I decide to pop into this punk bar and use the toilet and have some more shots. It happened to also be bondage night that night upstairs. We go upstairs to use the toilet and as I pass the fence, there are several men handcuffed to the chain link fence. There it seems was "cunt boy" chained in his boxers with some cutie fake dominatrix barely tapping him with a cat. I ask my friend to go closer and verify that it was in fact him. She concurred and I got a huge grin. I made a point to go around the fence where he could not see me and talk to the Dom working him over. I asked her if I could have the crop and the whip. She said no. She was a professional and that she wasn't allowed to let someone who wasn't a Dom work someone over. So I showed her two $20 and she grabbed the $20s and gave me the crop and the cat...
I whipped once and started to leave welts on his back... before he could turn his head around to see what was going on, I got him with the crop. When it registered what was going on * and he was sinking to his knees as that I'm pretty strong and know my way with a cat and crop ;)* His mouth was a big "O" and his eyes were all big. And I remember yelling as I did this:
THIS. IS. FOR. CALLING. ME. A. CUNT. FIVE. TIMES. KARMA. IS. A. BITCH!
He was bleeding and I broke the crop on *bitch*. At that point the bouncers grabbed me and pulled me away. I remember laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. I knew the bouncer so they took me to a back room and got me a beer and asked me to leave out the side door in case there was a problem. Still there was nothing he could do because it WAS BDSM night and the Dom really shouldn't have given me the crop- no matter how much money I gave her. I remember walking outside with my friend, and some dude upstairs who had watched the crazy girl with the girl scout t-shirt wail on someone. He asked me to go home with him for $800 and do that to him. I remember laughing so hard that I fell down in the snow with the worst case of the giggles and my friend having to pick me up and take me home because it was just too perfect. Too beautiful, and I couldn't get in trouble.
That was the moment I really learned that karma is real and sometimes it takes time, and sometimes you don't always get to see it, but what goes around really does come around.
Moral of the story:
Never call a woman a Cunt.
9 - Eric Olsen
unless you are really into the "M" part of S&M
10 - RedTard
Great story! You physically assaulted someone for using a word and got away with it. Just proves that he was right in what he said.
11 - Shark
"...The word is so vile, that I myself in conversation with other guys while drinking and playing poker still call it the 'C' word."
Gee, a roomful of pussies can't say "cunt".
What are yall drinkin'? Lemonade?
12 - Ms. Tek
And I'd do it again in a heartbeat. =D