2008 Woodie Awards
Reckless Rhetoric
Matt Oja
Issue date: 9/30/05 Section: Commentary
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While I love the fact that air conditioning has been installed in that horrendous substitute for a library that is the Student Union, how much harder would it have been for them to put a vent into the M-N offices? It's like the Superdome up there.
It really is good to see that some actual noticeable work is going on at Case. I would have hoped that that work could have been started when they closed the library back in May, but hopefully future generations of Colgate students won't have to deal with this nonsense.
I'm also not at all fond of this new policy of asking us to show our ID cards at the gym. This ordinarily would not be a hassle - and I know it's been the unenforced rule ever since I've been here. However, I usually go to the gym at the end of my run. There's no way for me to run with an ID card. So...I really don't know what to do here. Do I really have to end my run and then go back to Newell for my card every day? This seems a bit ridiculous. Plus, I've been around for quite some time now. I would think that everyone in Huntington would recognize me at this point.
Before I close this piece with my latest rant, I'd like to offer my greetings to all those members of the Class of 2005 who are choosing to grace us with their presence during this Homecoming Weekend. I should have walked across the stage with all of you in May, but I'm back here as a student, not a visitor. Let's just move on before I get bitter all over again.
Speaking of dumb people (like me), I am increasingly surprised by the lack of common sense (or knowledge, or intelligence, or shame) of my fellow Colgate students. In my creative writing workshop, someone who critiqued one of my stories found it necessary to circle the words "renege" and "nadir." Apparently this student was under the impression that I was making up words and thought I was in need of a correction. This person also underlined a passage in which a character was taking the E train from midtown Manhattan to Jamaica. Scribbled next to this line was a brief criticism expressing the reader's difficulty in believing that one could take a train from New York to Jamaica. You know, given that great expanse of water between the Big Apple and that Caribbean island nation.
It really is good to see that some actual noticeable work is going on at Case. I would have hoped that that work could have been started when they closed the library back in May, but hopefully future generations of Colgate students won't have to deal with this nonsense.
I'm also not at all fond of this new policy of asking us to show our ID cards at the gym. This ordinarily would not be a hassle - and I know it's been the unenforced rule ever since I've been here. However, I usually go to the gym at the end of my run. There's no way for me to run with an ID card. So...I really don't know what to do here. Do I really have to end my run and then go back to Newell for my card every day? This seems a bit ridiculous. Plus, I've been around for quite some time now. I would think that everyone in Huntington would recognize me at this point.
Before I close this piece with my latest rant, I'd like to offer my greetings to all those members of the Class of 2005 who are choosing to grace us with their presence during this Homecoming Weekend. I should have walked across the stage with all of you in May, but I'm back here as a student, not a visitor. Let's just move on before I get bitter all over again.
Speaking of dumb people (like me), I am increasingly surprised by the lack of common sense (or knowledge, or intelligence, or shame) of my fellow Colgate students. In my creative writing workshop, someone who critiqued one of my stories found it necessary to circle the words "renege" and "nadir." Apparently this student was under the impression that I was making up words and thought I was in need of a correction. This person also underlined a passage in which a character was taking the E train from midtown Manhattan to Jamaica. Scribbled next to this line was a brief criticism expressing the reader's difficulty in believing that one could take a train from New York to Jamaica. You know, given that great expanse of water between the Big Apple and that Caribbean island nation.