To coddle the snowflake, or not to coddle snowflake, that is the question: whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous sensitivity, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubled youth, And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep.
Snowflakes are now too sensitive to suffer through a performance of Shakespeare without being given a trigger warning first.
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