Not really a Pit rant, more of a mild complaint or sarcastic musing.
I need to run to the library tonight and check out an article on reserve. I am not looking forward to this. First off, the library is a couple of blocks away, and the only way to get there is to cross your arms and run like a crazy bastard.
Second of all, some unknown parties have taken it upon themselves to . . . do something in regards to the war, but unfortunately, their slogans are so muddled there’s no way to tell exactly WHAT. There’s chalk slogans every fifteen feet or so, which means you can’t avoid reading them as you’re walking along.
Here’s a small sampling of the kind of stuff politically active kids on my campus are thinking about:
- “Hey! There’s a war on!” and “EDUCATE YOURSELF” (in three-foot-high letters outside my building.) These are both about 150 feet away from the one that says “Fuck the biased media.”
Notice the lack of a viewpoint here. You’re trying to get people to pay attention to current events, but HOW? Through the (biased - not sure whether the bias is left or right, though) government-filtered news channels? Through the notoriously unreliable, black-and-white “'zine” rags they have in the coffee joint sometimes?
- “A Week of Real Education.” Oh, wonderful. I can’t wait to see what’s planned. Knowing the lame-ass political organizations around here, my guess would be two things: JACK and SHIT.
Also, is what we’re doing every day somehow FAKE education? Just because we don’t devote every class time to muttering about “the situation in Afghanistan?” Is the only purpose of taking college courses to familiarize yourself with world events and spit slogans for each given situation? Ugh.
- “Britney, or Burqas?”
Death, please.
There you have it. The closest thing this school can get to real activism of any kind is scrawling ambiguous, pointless slogans on the sidewalk. Would somebody like to translate any fo this for me? I hope someday I live in a place where people who pull this kind of crap are put through an SDMB gauntlet.
And I’ve got to make it to the library and back. (Right now I’m imagining a campus ‘radical’ saying “You better be glad you live in a place where you don’t have to worry about getting BOMBED BY BUSH’S IDIOCY on the way to the library!” First of all, I wouldn’t be going to the goddamn library in Afghanistan in the first place.)
Maybe I’ll shut my eyes and hope I don’t hit anything big. I really hope it rains soon.
