So, compared to the creator of Dilbert, a fucking nobody.
The problem is, she
is somebody—and a somebody who has become extremely influential over the last few years. She's a superstar among racist Anti-racist grifters. If you didn't know who she was by the end of the summer of 2020, you weren't fucking paying attention.
Living on the ultra-progressive West Coast, I use someone's regard for Robin DiAngelo as a litmus test for whether I can completely disregard their opinions on anything else of any importance. Anybody who admits to taking her seriously, to any degree, might as well be a window-lickling retard (only the retards have the saving grace of being harmless).
That's because DiAngelo is so blatantly crazy, and so astoundingly racist in the way that only patronizing, laptop-class, white ultra-liberals can be, that anybody who has read
White Fragility, or watched a lecture by her on YouTube, and didn't think, "Holy shit, this woman is completely off her fucking rocker," must be at least as nutty as she is. That, or they're too dumb to recognize she's an insane person spouting deeply racist ideas; or haven't read her books at all and just go by what others have said about them; or are too cowardly and compliant to admit they really think she's cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, because everybody else in their lefty, BLM-supporting social circles seems to admire her.
As a cartoonist and livestreamer, Adams observes and comments upon what's happening in the workplace and in wider society—including DEI initiatives and mandatory indoctrination sessions—but he doesn't shape policy. Robin DiAngelo and her fellow Anti-racist cronies (who are all malignantly racist, and against black people as well as white), are the ones who create and promote those policies, and make a fortune lecturing on the necessity for DEI initiatives and mandatory indoctrination in schools and the workplace.