While Betty White would be the throw-away answer for this a few years ago, I actually would like to see what Jessica Walter (Lucille Bluth) could do with it, even though it’s supposed to be voiced by a younger woman.
Seriously, I would love to see someone do a Glengarry Glen Ross style dramatization of this letter. Not just a reading, but a whole scene in a sorority house.
Anyway, this shit? All’s I’m sayin’ is, criminy am I ever glad I stayed the hell away from the sororities. Yes, she’s clearly a very clever and witty person, and she’s crafted a fine piece of bitchery here. Kudos for that. But even more alarming than the idea of ever having to interact with her in person is the actual content of the email. I mean, she’s yelling at them for wanting to have fun with people that they like - such as, say, friends, family, and boyfriends - rather than with the johns from the “matchup” fraternity. They’re not even supposed to be talking to each other. Their sole function is apparently to be perky, friendly cheerleaders for the sorority, just bouncing along through the forced jollity with no lives or interests of their own. My friends who were in sororities have tried to tell me it’s not like that, it’s really about friendship and fun and community service and blah blah blah. But apparently not. It seems it actually is about becoming a freaky Stepford girl.
“The women I enlist as my friends must do their community service as my wingwomen so I can have fun with the frat brothers OR BITCHES GONNA GET CUNTPUNTED!!!”
Somebody send her an invite. She’s bound to have more time on her hands now and will need an oulet. We can spank her for the racist nonsense after we all get acquainted.
Look, people, you got the letter writer all wrong. She’s the voice of reality speaking. College is not for learning, it’s for making connections, hooking up, getting to know people who are in the one percent or as close as you can get, and if possible, marrying them, so you won’t be stuck with those freaking LOSERS in the 90 percent. The letter writer is trying to HELP her poor fucking sorority sisters. The cunt punting they get from her today will be as NOTHING compared to the lifetime cunt punting they will get if they do not learn to be good Stepford wives to the sociopathic CEOs of the future!
I’m tempted to nominate Jane Lynch to read it, but that might be typecasting. Or maybe Roseanne Barr/Arnold, except that I can’t stand her voice. Let’s go with Reese Witherspoon.