To whom it may concern:
My name is Dack Rouleau. I graduated from the University of New Hampshire-Manchester in the spring of 2015. I was the recipient of the program award, bestowed on me through the unanimous vote of Professors Paterson, Walsh, Pugh, and Brown. Last year, I returned the award to Paterson, rejecting it in protest of Professor Seth Abramson’s dangerous, unprofessional, and disgraceful behavior. While I had been aware of Abramson’s mendacious and malicious political commentary for quite some time, it wasn’t until April of 2019 that I was compelled to sever my ties with the university that employs him, lest I benefit from any association with a corrupted institution.
Undoubtedly, you are already aware of Abramson’s extracurricular pursuits. Fashioning himself as a political scientist despite the fact that he was hired by the university as an English professor, Abramson has become a figure of moderate size in the neoliberal intelligentsia, penning indignant and pseudointellectual conspiracy theories about the Trump Administration. While there is ample material on which to condemn Trump, including his penchant for imperialist violence, Abramson prefers to roll himself in the muck of Russiagate, promoting that absurd political fantasy—even after it was discredited conclusively by Robert Mueller.
Abramson’s grotesquerie reached its apex—relatively speaking—when he appeared on Real Time with Bill Maher and allowed the program’s eponymous host to slander Julian Assange. For those who are uneducated on this international crisis, Assange is the victim of a decade-long persecution, the dystopian objective of which is to effectively repeal the First Amendment of the United States Constitution. Assange has committed no crime, including the fictitious and incoherent crime of “Russian collusion” with which Abramson has so recklessly accused him, yet he has been tortured, imprisoned, and medically ravaged on the orders of the Pentagon. Abramson looks upon all of this and smiles in smug, pampered, sadistic approval.
Shortly after witnessing this shameful exchange, I returned the besmirched program award and wrote an explanatory letter to Abramson, his colleagues, and the university dean. No one bothered to respond, and when I visited the university six months later, my fears that nothing would be done to remove this mountebank from the institution were confirmed. Accordingly, I wrote an open letter to Paterson, which I published on my website and which you can read here:
I have not yet burned my diploma, but I intend to do so as soon as I return from Washington, D.C., where I am visiting next week to conduct a days-long protest of Assange’s persecution and likely extradition to the United States. If he is delivered into the custody of this empire, then he will be tortured with even greater intensity, and psychopathic corporatists like Abramson will applaud this cruelty. He has profited off of Assange’s suffering, and Assange’s blood is on his hands. Assange is a real journalist; Abramson is a heartless mercenary for the Democratic Party.
Recently, the corporate news media went gaga upon learning that Trump allegedly offered a full presidential pardon to Assange if he declared that Russia had no involvement in the notorious leak of DNC emails in the summer of 2016. Abramson is deliberately ignorant of the facts of this case, so I will kindly state them here: Assange had stated multiple times, prior to Trump’s election, that the Russian government did not retrieve these emails, so even if Trump had offered a pardon, it would have altered absolutely nothing in Assange’s personal testimony. Nevertheless, Abramson has been all too willing to use this anti-information to disparage Assange, a man whose intellectual integrity Abramson can only envy—assuming that he could somehow understand it.
As long as you persist in keeping this scoundrel and fabulist on your payroll, I will do everything in my power to warn people against sending their children to UNH-M, where they may fall under the tutelage of this charlatan.
Dack Rouleau, B.A.