This is pretty funny.
We did some pretty infantile stuff in college, but I never had even the slightest desire to associate with any fraternity house. I did once get invited and go to one of their parties (kegger -- what else?) and it was perhaps the shallowest spectacle I've ever witnessed in my life -- on the part of both the "brothers" and the sorority "sisters" from various places down the street.
Actually, it all reminds me a lot of when I happen to surf into a NatGeo episode on the TV anthropologically dissecting some form of bizarre primitive tribal ritual or something. Seriously.
My dorm mate and I eventually moved out and rented an apartment together during our senior year, and it happened to be just across the street from one of the very popular frat houses at Oregon State (PKE, I think). It only ever solidified my disdain.
To this very day, if someone tells me they were a brother or sister in this or that fraternity or sorority, then they start off with a bad first impression with me. I'm willing to overcome it, but it rarely ever happens (Radley Balko being a notable exception). There's just something about it, and it seems to be fairly general. I'd say it has a lot to do with a sense of individuality, and I loath people who don't have a sense of individuality. Wait: hate and loath.
Later: Well, Jesus, that was quick. Balko has taken down the entry. No idea why and I don't recall him ever taking anything down before. Maybe a glitch? Anyway, here was the text (If asks me to take it down, I will.)
To the Person Who Keeps Editing My Wikipedia Page:
You know who you are. I know who you are. Stop adding the frat to my “education” section.
Seriously, man. It’s not that I’m ashamed of having joined our fraternity. It’s not that I’m ashamed of the particular fraternity I joined. It’s that, well, I’m 33-years-old. It’s just not a milestone event in my life anymore, ya’ know?
You are also now in your 30s. Most people let go of the frat by about their senior year in college. Don’t you have better things to do than to surf the Internet to make sure people are paying proper respect to “the brotherhood?”
Seriously, man. Put the beer funnel down, and step away from the computer. I’m sure rush will go just fine next year whether or not Radley Balko has “Theta Chi” on his Wikipedia page.
This is pretty funny.
We did some pretty infantile stuff in college, but I never had even the slightest desire to associate with any fraternity house. I did once get invited and go to one of their parties (kegger -- what else?) and it was perhaps the shallowest spectacle I've ever witnessed in my life -- on the part of both the "brothers" and the sorority "sisters" from various places down the street.
Actually, it all reminds me a lot of when I happen to surf into a NatGeo episode on the TV anthropologically dissecting some form of bizarre primitive tribal ritual or something. Seriously.
My dorm mate and I eventually moved out and rented an apartment together during our senior year, and it happened to be just across the street from one of the very popular frat houses at Oregon State (PKE, I think). It only ever solidified my disdain.
To this very day, if someone tells me they were a brother or sister in this or that fraternity or sorority, then they start off with a bad first impression with me. I'm willing to overcome it, but it rarely ever happens (Radley Balko being a notable exception). There's just something about it, and it seems to be fairly general. I'd say it has a lot to do with a sense of individuality, and I loath people who don't have a sense of individuality. Wait: hate and loath.
Later: Well, Jesus, that was quick. Balko has taken down the entry. No idea why and I don't recall him ever taking anything down before. Maybe a glitch? Anyway, here was the text (If asks me to take it down, I will.)