Saturday, August 28, 2004
Another wave of freshmen are moving in and the typical middle-class American scene is playing out in the Car Park below. It really looks like American Suburbia: Rows of gas guzzling SUVs, doting middle-aged parents in denim and T-shirt moving ridiculously high volumes of bric-a-brac (who else but only stupid americans can move the entire suite of home gym fitness equipment into a rather small dorm room) with their DIY trolleys, tearfully saying goodbye to their fair-haired sons and daughters.
And for the year ahead, this batch of fair-haired children of America will again most likely than not, wreck havoc on the corridors of the dorm. Saturday nights will once again be penetrated by the shrieking of the dumb drunk bastards enjoying their illicit consumption of alcohol and/or pot away from home. There will again be new (and supposedly fun) experiences getting laid, getting hooked up with, and hooked up on, upon or whatever combination thats coool, while at the same time paying minimal attention to academcis ("oh well, I will always do well if I apply myself you know.. there's still time, don't be a dork and let's party!!"); oh the even more stupid and insidious hockey jocks on their second floor and their typical hijinks: peeing on cars, bringing hordes of female fans to their rooms at 1 am in the morning, just to name a few.
My friends, the circus has just begun.
And for the year ahead, this batch of fair-haired children of America will again most likely than not, wreck havoc on the corridors of the dorm. Saturday nights will once again be penetrated by the shrieking of the dumb drunk bastards enjoying their illicit consumption of alcohol and/or pot away from home. There will again be new (and supposedly fun) experiences getting laid, getting hooked up with, and hooked up on, upon or whatever combination thats coool, while at the same time paying minimal attention to academcis ("oh well, I will always do well if I apply myself you know.. there's still time, don't be a dork and let's party!!"); oh the even more stupid and insidious hockey jocks on their second floor and their typical hijinks: peeing on cars, bringing hordes of female fans to their rooms at 1 am in the morning, just to name a few.
My friends, the circus has just begun.
