Eight Ways to Protest the Dinesh D’Souza Talk, One for Each Month He Spent in Prison

8. Start a question by citing one of his actual quotes, including but not limited to:

“So Rosa Parks wouldn’t sit in the back of the bus–that’s all she did, so what’s the big fuss?”

“The American slave was treated like property, which is to say, pretty well.”

“Racism originated not in ignorance and fear but as part of an enlightened enterprise of intellectual discovery.”

“An interesting parallel: MLK was targeted by J. Edgar Hoover, an unsavory character. I was targeted by the equally unsavory B. Hussein Obama.”

Then, instead of challenging these quotes, ask him about what people thought about them in jail.

7. Make four posters with only the Rotten Tomatoes Critic scores of each of his four garbage movies respectively:

2016: Obama’s America: 27%,

America: Imagine the World Without Her: 8%,

Hillary’s America: The Secret History of the Democratic Party: 4%,

and Death of a Nation: Can We Save America a Second Time: 0%.

Alternatively, make posters that just say, “bad at filmmaking” or “still a felon in my book.”

6. Print this picture on a t-shirt and wear it to the talk.

 

This is a real picture that D’Souza posed for in a 2015 Vanity Fair spread titled “Dinesh D’Souza’s Life After Conviction.” I’m not kidding. Look it up.

Look at the beautiful beach and sunset. Look at the way that the light hits the water. Now, look at professional crazy person Dinesh D’Souza slow-mo walking the beach like this is a goddamn episode of Baywatch.

Now put it on a t-shirt. Make him look at it. Never let him forget. Vanity Fair is forever, baby.

Just like felony convictions.

5. Ask him about his editorship of the Dartmouth Review, during which, according to that same Vanity Fair beach shoot article, “the paper published a “lighthearted interview” with a former member of the Ku Klux Klan, accompanied by a staged photo of a black man hanging from a tree; an article about affirmative action entitled “Dis Sho’ Ain’t No Jive, Bro,” written in Ebonics; and the names of members of the Gay Student Alliance.”

Then, pull out a list of people who you would like to out, not as gay, because you’re not a fucking monster, but as the worst people alive. Read the list, revealing that it is just Dinesh D’Souza’s name five times, once for each year of probation he got in addition to his eight months in a halfway house.

4. Ask him about his 2007 book The Enemy at Home: The Cultural Left and Its Responsibility for 9/11 in which, among many other batshit crazy things, he argued that American sexual immorality and divorce are liberal creations partially responsible for 9/11.

Then ask him about the role of his mistress in his felony conviction.

Or his 2012 divorce.

3. Stand up and scream continuously for the full hour, not for any particular political reasons but rather for your own spiritual cleansing.

If you are removed that is fine–just continue screaming outside the venue. This isn’t about stopping the speech; this is about self care.

Take solace in the fact that you are not and have never been a felon.

2. Every time he inevitably whines about how the protesters are being unfair to him, yell, “This is the worst news you have gotten since your parents told you to get a summer job,” as he hilariously quipped on Twitter about teenage survivors of the Parkland Shooting.

Once one of your friends has already done this, you can mix things up by yelling, “Worst news you’ve gotten since you became a fucking felon by funneling $20,000 dollars over the campaign contribution limit into your Review friend’s Senatorial campaign only for her to lose to Kirsten Gillibrand by 46 percentage points.”

 

1. Just don’t go to the fucking talk.

 

There is no way to win.

If you go, you will sit through an hour of the ravings of a man who has devoted his life to profiting on hatred and lies behind a pitiful smokescreen of pseudo-intellectualism. If you remain silent, you will fill his seats, continuing the market for “provocative” campus speakers. If you protest, you will only feed into his narrative of fascist liberal elites on college campuses too fragile to be challenged.

Dinesh D’Souza does not deserve this platform: not because he is a Republican, a conservative, or a controversial figure. All of those things are not inherently objectionable. He does not deserve this platform because he is a machine that turns anger, misinformation, and divisiveness into his own personal fortune at the detriment of American civil discourse and society in general.

His power is only in his ability to offend us; if we ignore him, we can take it away like a judge took away his right to fucking vote.