You all know the punchline by now. The whole thing was fake — a hoax. The volleyball match was attended by more than 5000 people. Not one of them heard what Ms. Richardson says she heard. No player on either team reported hearing it. BYU, after an investigation whose bona fides have not been challenged by anyone, interviewed more than 50 nearby spectators. Zip. It reviewed audio and video tapes. Zip. The security staff investigated. Zip. Almost four weeks ago, BYU set forth its findings that it could not find any evidence corroborating the Richardson account, which it ended with, “We renew our invitation for anyone with evidence contrary to our findings to come forward and share it.” You will have guessed what the response has been all this time. Zip.

That the whole thing was a race-huckstering hoax is, I regret to say, not a big surprise at this point. Indeed, Duke itself produced the mother of all race-huckstering hoaxes, the Lacrosse Team Hoax of 2006. What is more surprising, although if I wised up maybe it wouldn’t be, is that not a single person who condemed BYU or its fans for this non-existant episode of racism has apologized.

I think I was maybe eight or nine when I learned that when you accuse someone falsely, you apologize. This is just basic stuff. It’s rudimentary honesty and rudimentary consideration for the feelings and reputation of the person you have wronged.

But the Woke, race-huckstering crowd who were in full throat a month ago, moral indignation spouting from every pore, is nowhere to be seen or heard.