Monday, January 08, 2007
Why I hate the Ivy Leagues, #247
My love/hate relationship with Ivy League schools is officially over: I hate them.
I mean, come on!! How much stupider or more pretentious can you get??? Naked parties to relieve stress? Rebelling against having to get dressed up to go out? "Ooh, look at us, we're so progressive, ooh, we're so evolved, and anybody that thinks it's lame is such a square!"
The Pundits, founded in 1884 as a society of “campus wits,” have a history of rebelling against Yale tradition, often through elaborate pranks. They organize six to eight covert naked parties a year, which attract anywhere from 30 to 300 people to off-campus houses, neglected rooms in classroom buildings and even small libraries on campus.
“It’s one of those things people feel they need to do before they graduate,” says Megan Crandell, a senior who estimates that she has been to a half-dozen naked parties during her time at Yale. “The dynamic is completely different from a clothed party. People are so conscious of how they’re coming across that conversations end up being more sophisticated. You can’t talk about how hot that chick was the other night.”
Uh, yeah, okay Megan, yeah, I'm sure you're really sophisticated. Give me a fucking break and go live in the real world for, like, 30 seconds, and then talk to me about being fucking sophisticated.
Students invited to a party at Columbia last year got this e-mail message: “Compadres, join us in refusing to comply with a culture that tells us to hide our body, to be ashamed of its scents, secretions, curves, and hair, to conceal those parts that have been dealt sexual connotations.”
Oy. Sometimes I'm really glad I didn't go to a regular college at the regular time I was supposed to. I don't know why this article made me so mad.