Hating Jordan Peterson
Who kicks a person when they're down? Who dresses up their own resentment, spite or ideological fervour as analysis? One doesn't need to agree with Jordan Peterson's every idea to regard his recent comeback from the brink of death, destruction and oblivion as welcome, commendable and inspiring. At least worth a shred of empathy. But not from the more doctrinaire of his woke Left critics. As Janice Fiamengo finds, they aren't just reveling in the popular author's misfortune but are committing what they normally consider an unforgivable sin: blaming the victim.