A lot of the professors at Pepperdine are very conservative, too. Ken Starr is Dean of the Law School and many of the excellent Pepperdine economists are very conservative in their thinking. On a related note, a biology professor who attended my speech introduced himself beforehand and raved about how wonderful it is to teach at Pepperdine. Rarely does one hear a college professor say that he cannot believe he gets paid to teach at “such a wonderful place.”
It isn’t surprising that a professor would love teaching at Pepperdine. They offer faculty housing in a hillside location overlooking the Pacific Ocean. It is senseless for me to try to describe the beauty of the scenery those hillside homes overlook. Just log on to the university website www.Pepperdine.edu and see for yourself.
One of the other things that impressed me about Pepperdine was the high quality of the questions students asked in the Q & A after my speech. They were not like the kids at U-Mass who skipped baths and asked stupid questions. These kids took baths and asked really good questions. I really liked that aspect of Pepperdine.
Of course, Pepperdine does have its share of problems like any university. They have a speech code that is at least occasionally invoked. But I took the time to talk with the students about how they could get rid of it. David Horowitz joined me and several Pepperdine students for dinner to offer additional advice.
It is also worth noting that an administrator from Pepperdine emailed me before the speech and offered to meet with me during my short stay. He actually stated an interest in hearing my ideas about how Pepperdine could avoid some of the campus problems I write about in my columns. Imagine that kind of interest coming from a Georgia Tech or U-Mass administrator. It’s like imagining a feminist with a three-digit IQ.
As I stood in front of the campus hotel at five in the morning looking out over the ocean and waiting for the sun to rise, I was hit by a sudden realization: The sun doesn’t rise in the West so there really wasn’t any need to get up at five in the morning.
And then another realization hit me. I noticed I was standing in a memorial garden dedicated to our fallen soldiers. Imagine something like that in the UNC system. Imagine a feminist with a three-digit IQ.
When I left the campus of Pepperdine it dawned on me that I bought the wrong kind of airplane ticket. Mine was a two-way ticket. I really should have bought a one-way ticket instead. I also left thinking that maybe heaven really is located somewhere in Southern California. And maybe sending your kids to Pepperdine is a good way to prepare them for both this life and the next.