The End of Ignorance?

Have you noticed that no one is ignorant anymore? They're just part of the "low information" crowd. The folks who didn't voted for Barrack Obama because he is a Muslim and born in Africa, for example, weren't ignorant. They were just low on information. When Marjorie Taylor Greene suggested that a Rothschild financed Jewish space laser ignited those devastating fires in California, she's not a bigoted ignoramus or bloviating flim-flam artist. She's just information deficient.

Note how deliciously nonjudgmental this is. No one is ignorant because they are naturally stupid, too lazy to pursue actual facts, or, in this case feeding on obvious bullshit. They are just less informed. It's almost like being left handed as opposed to right handed! There's no fault involved, no personal responsibility. You're just that way.

We seem to have forgotten that ignorance, unlike congenital mental insufficiency, is often an achieved trait. Sure, the ignorance of the mentally deficient is due to diminished capacity. But what about a person of normal capacity who, for instance, still adamantly insists that Donald Trump actually won the 2020 election? Given massively decisive evidence to the contrary, isn't such ignorance ultimately their own handiwork? 

The politically correct would have us believe that there are no ignoramuses. Such folks, we are assured, are just low on information. Or, maybe, they are just "differently informed." In fact "low information" seems to be on its way out and "differently informed" is bowing in. In fact, you can bet that a goodly number of Ivy League faculty have embraced this most current pathology already.  

Think the earth is a mere 6,000 years old? Well, according to this newly hatched view, that's just as good as any other age. You're not wildly off by well over 4 billion years. You're just "differently informed." For instance, you might unknowingly be relying on the authority of Bishop Ussher. He was a 17th Century Church of Ireland prelate who won dubious fame by carefully studying the generations of the Bible, and then declaring with absolute certainty that creation took place at 6pm, 23 October, 4004BC. (He confessed some uncertainty about the exact time of day.)
 
How far shall we take this latest iteration of political correctness? Should we conclude that personal responsibility has been amputated entirely? Are truth and fact now totally inoperative notions? Is the scientific method quite thoroughly dead? Is the earth actually flat if you think it is? And what are the implications of this matastasizing "tolerance" for schooling's future?  Perhaps it is unwise to even ask!