Uh oh: Son just learned about Alberto Gonzales teaching at Texas Tech

My son and I are at Texas Tech orientation. Parents are on a separate track from students. I'm staying at a lovely hotel, which I highly recommend (Hawthorn Suites - room is gorgeous, beds are fabulous), and he's staying in a dorm. We met up late last night to compare notes on our orientation experiences. Well, that's not exactly why we met up. His gigantic bottles of body wash and shampoo were confiscated at the airport yesterday in order to keep our flight safe from terrorists. So, my adult son who makes it quite clear he can take care of himself sent out an APB call for mom to help last night and bring him some shampoo. (By the way, thank you NTSB for saving us from being blown up by the explosive ingredients in AXE men's body wash desert something or other fragrance.) We both noted that the president of Texas Tech invited parents and students to walk in to his office at any time and visit, or stop him on campus and introduce ourselves so we could get to know each other. I asked Andrew if that made him think of stopping him and asking why he was allowing Alberto Gonzalez on campus to teach. Oh, my. All hell broke loose when I said that. Apparently Andrew has been sleeping his summer days away and laying on my living room floor watching movies every night (who knew?) and missed the Gonzales story. Yeah, the son is not happy. He went into a long rant with his girlfriend about the evils of Alberto Gonzales. Me? I'm just continually stunned that someone raised this child right and he has such a clear sense of social justice. This morning's text message from Andrew: mom, can you bring me some toothpaste?