When the National Review writes about “equity” you can be sure they’re not for it. I won’t offer a link to their latest complacent and rebarbative, nay repellent take on the yearning for American fairness. It’s a slick rhetorical trick to convince children ice cream isn’t in their best interests.
Fairness is equity squared and if you’re suspicious of it you’re also troubled by facts of all kinds. Candy and coconuts. Wild flowers beside a road. Or to put it another way the creator made these things but only for you.
To quote Thorstein Veblen: “No one travelling on a business trip would be missed if he failed to arrive.”
So it is with the NR.
Sneering at fairness is an old sport.
Plato: “…it’s better in fact to be guilty of manslaughter than of fraud about what is fair and just.”
Planet of the Blind 