I go to University of California, Santa Cruz. At this public university, like all University of California campuses there are two classes of students. There are the normal, everyday students who made the entrance requirements and are now working hard to pursue their degrees, and there are the ones that are more important than us. These special beings, called “Regents Scholars” are chosen by god for every special privilege known to man.
First, they get full-ride scholarships. I am cool with that. People that did well in school ought to be rewarded. Even if they largely come from rich schools. Even if the SATs are race/class biased. Heck, I’m in school by the grace of grants, and I think that anyone willing to put forth the effort ought to get a free education.
But that is not all. For some reason these blessed creatures get to sign up for classes before anyone else. Class sizes are severely limited, and not everyone gets in the classes they want. That’s one of the reasons why graduating in four years is a rarity. Normally the seniors, who are rushing to meet all their graduation requirements go first, then it goes down the seniority ladder (at Santa Cruz, many universities put freshmen before sophomores). I’ve had times where I have not been able to get into ANY of the classes that I wanted, nor ANY of my alternates. That happens and we all go through it. I understand that. On the first day of class, there can be as many as fifty people trying to “crash” a class and enroll when people drop out. But the sacred regents scholars wouldn’t know anything about that. They sign up for classes during “priority enrollment”. That means they ALWAYS get into every class they want to. That means if twenty regents scholars sign up for the limited enrollment poetry class, no one else even gets a chance. That means that the freshman regents scholar who sits in his room smoking pot all day is more important than the senior who has just one more class she needs before she graduates. The regents scholar takes precedence over every one of the writhing masses that also gained admission into the university. Now the disabled and those with learning disabilities get “priority enrollment” as well, but presumably they have a true NEED to be in certain classes. Regents scholars get to sign up before the rest of the world just 'cos they are special and we’re not.
Ah! You think that is the end of it? By no means. Santa Cruz is an incredibly tight housing market, as is Berkeley (I have no info on the other University of California campuses). We have something like a less than one percent vacancy rate of places to live in off-campus. People looking to rent apartments or houses have to make packets complete with resumes, letters of recommendation, photos and personal statements. And this is just to be considered. Add that to the fact that lots of people refuse to rent to students. Add to that that campus is a long ways away from town and if you are not on a major bus route and do not have a car (and a $500 parking permit, which are given out on a limited basis and are not guaranteed) it is almost impossible to get on campus. On campus housing is very much in demand. They have turned a lot of rooms meant for one or two into rooms for three. They are turning the lounges into “quad” rooms for four people. But you still are guaranteed just one year on campus. After that there is a lottery system and the chances of making it are slim. If your not on campus it is off to look for a converted closet in town for $1,300 a month.
But not for our special ones. For some reason, unknown by humankind, regents scholars get four years of guaranteed on campus housing. That’s right, they will never have to find a place to live. They don’t have to apply for housing and hope. They can sit, until the end of their senior year in a space that I, and the great masses of Santa Cruz, can only dream of. They are the chosen ones. A class of people given privileges not according to need, but according to the fact that they are simply more important than the other students that continue paying their tuition each year to attend Santa Cruz’s fine institution.
What’s next? People to go to class for regents scholars so that they can spend more time sitting in their rooms smoking pot? A fleet of special shuttles for them so that they don’t have to ride with us common folks of (god forbid) walk from their guaranteed home to their guaranteed classes? Perhaps helicopters would be better. Maybe the school can set up a special library for them, so that the books they need for research are never checked out or on reserve.
I just can’t understand why these people get random special privileges that no one else gets just because. They oftentimes don’t even come from California! But hey, they never have to pay the out of state tuition fees. That and Santa Cruz actually holds special recruitment days for them. On “Regent Scholar Preview Day” we set up huge candlelit tiki shrines in out dorm windows and danced around half naked and chanting in public places on the hope that we might scare them away. Ugh! Regents scholars (and heck, the regents, as well), go suck on a lemon full of spit!