Forget the alleged plagiarism and the fantasist guff floating about Jason Arday. You’d be hard pressed to find an academic who hasn’t recycled someone else’s work and at some stage bigged up their CV.

Academia is cut-throat, with dons getting canned if they haven’t churned out fifty papers a year.

And this geezer ain’t playing.

I’m not talking about the eyeliner either.

He’s the Colonel Steve Austin of critical race theory. If only his bionic eye had spotted the disaster on the horizon.

But it’s not any industrial scale copy-and-pasting or weapons-grade bullshitting that is remarkable here.

It’s the willingness of the toxic left and right to weigh in studs up at the opposition without the slightest iota of evidence under their belts  They’re all at it with their tosspot open letters and   scum media briefings.

Poor old Jason and the aggronauts.

Challenges to his integrity were lambasted as white-privileged racist bullying; support for him was blasted as insidious woke nonsense. 

A veritable post-truth bonanza.

A scrap over what the person appears to represent rather than what he is alleged to have done.

That’s how they roll.

As for the Prof himself, we shouldn’t shed too many tears. He know what he was doing, and it’s on him to dig himself out.

Big boys’ games, big boys’ rules.

Hey, if the furore is a load of old turd, he’s got nothing to worry about. As a PhD holder, spooging up a solid argument and defending it should be his bread and butter.

Or in his case,  his bread and but..but…but…but…errrrrrrrr…

Unless of course that was Frank Farian speaking at his viva.

Girl, you know it’s true.