Just a little fyi for all you readers.

While partaking in a lovely study session in oh-so-wonderful Map Hill, I was informed by a resident that the cable is out.  Yes people, every tv is cable free. And you thought an empty hot water heater was bad?  Bust out the DVD’s if you think you’ll be watchin TV.

 

Looks like its either time to break out an antenna or pass out listenin to the white noise of static.

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Back in another lifeless, pointless, and otherwise trivial Babson class. Suppose I’ll reflect on today’s demonstration in front of the library. So after class ended at 12:45 pm today, people started showing up out on the chilly plaza in front of the library’s entrance. Hip-Hop music was cued up and announcements of the demonstration and its cause we’re spoken through a bullhorn held by a good friend of mine, Nicholas Giobbi. Watch out though, he’s crazy. He might just grab your attention. Much Love Mr. Giobbi.

Aside from him though, was Alvin Wade, the speaker and master of ceremonies for today. The Black Student Union was out in force, distributing fliers basically of an excerpt from the email I posted earlier. Other members were around, passing out signs to be held, and the pledge stated in the email was bannered across the windows of the walkway connecting the Library to the Gerber Building. At approximately 1:00 pm, the speaking began. Read more »

Since our goal here at crapcampus.com is to educate all of our readers with the inside opinion on Babson life and strife, allow me to introduce this letter from Aditi Sahani, on behalf of the Student Government Association:

“DEAR BABSON COMMUNITY – WE HAVE FAILED ONE ANOTHER

There was a very unfortunate event that compromised the integrity of ALL Babson students this weekend. A student chose to paint himself black and depict a representation of Blackface minstrelsy as his costume, and we, as a community, did nothing in response. This is not a minority issue, this is a Babson College issue. This is about stereotypes, cultures, sexism, religious beliefs, and all the issues we should address. We will NOT fall to our stereotypes, and we will stand up as a student body representing ONE.

We can only be as strong as our weakest members, and when we allow certain individuals in this community to impede on the rights and privileges of others, then we have FAILED ONE ANOTHER

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Babson, an institution that prides itself upon its ethics and management skills as being first and foremost among its principles. But strangely, more than just the majority, more like almost all of the management are not educated or trained in or even aware of Babson’s curriculum or principle beliefs. See where I’m going yet?

A long time ago, my father instilled in me that in order for anyone to take you seriously, you need to practice what you preach. If you don’t follow through, with what you profess to others, you’ll lose their trust and their respect. Pretty simple lesson for a 7 or 8 year old to understand. Yet still, it seems that someone here in Babson’s uppermost management seems to have missed that one.

Lets go through a lil bit of recent events in Administration here at Babson.

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Brothers and Sisters, gather around, I shall be brief. Turn down your summer songs of celebration and join me in angry fist pumping punk rock.

OCL
Issue 1:
I’m a legit junior at the time of housing selection for next year. I was put in the Sophmore lottery. WHAT THE FUCK! I can’t share a room with my lifestyle of loud music, late nights, and smoking. I got stuck in the last available single on campus. This means that some fucking sophmore who caught the luck of the draw has legit gotten a better room than I have. And that just ain’t fair. I’ll be kicking off the second half of my junior year and the beginning of my senior year in the same dorm I lived in the previous year. Not too mention that this summer I’m also living in the same room I’ve lived in for the past two semesters. A little upgrade or change of living conditions would have been nice. Especially since I went down to Trish’s office to ask about maybe getting this taken care of. But as we all know, OCL is useless in assisting students. Trish was too busy assigning rooms to summer residents to talk to a summer resident. So useless, that it brings me to my next point.

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My brothers and sisters, today I bring to you an awakening. For this wonderful spring break, I’ve spent my time quite far from our home. Armed with a BMX bike, some headphones, and enough booze to knock Mike Tyson on his ass, I’ve explored and enjoyed this week here at Penn State. As a sidenote, I am not a religous man by the mainstream definitions. I guess you could say I believe in one thing…. the socially inevitable chaos of anarchy and revolution. Now before you write me off for my political views, remember that this is a site about one school and not about America’s idiocracy. But back to the point of this entry.

As follow up from an exchange of comments from my first post (“Taking the Pulpit”), let me share with you what I’ve seen. First off, I’ve been privelaged to live in a real frat house during this week. 40 guys in a fuckin mansion and an annual account of $16,000 just for booze. This is absolute truth. Their dues include $400 a person just to cover your alcoholism for a whole year. 3 pledges deliver papers to your door every morning by 7 am, and they return at 6 pm to clean the house. Clean is only a relative term though. When I said mansion, it is purely a reference to the size of the house and by no means implies any level of cleanliness or elaborate living conditions. The smell of the bathrooms could be described as something like a 3rd day unflushed urinal or some stray dog who just escaped the pits of septic treatment plant, but I’m just gonna leave that one at that as I fear going any further could cause me to finally empty my stomach in this hungover state. The residents are all healthy alcoholics though and no one seems to mind the fact that you feel like you need another shower as soon as you step out. You just don’t take your shoes off unless you’re on carpet.

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So I’ve been hearing lots of buzz about our praised Babson Slasher, but in our amazement and celebration, we have forgotten to consider the consequences. There have been numerous reports circulating that from now until the Slasher us caught, that our beloved officers of safety, will now be shutting down every party they find…. WHILE ON PATROL! Yes brothers and sisters, they’re patroling to find your party, hoping to find the Slasher amongst your ranks, and when they don’t, they’re shutting you down. No more partying, no more fun, and one hell of a time with dealing with the morons in the Office of Campus Life for the strike that Babo has now so bitterly bestowed upon you. The message Babo is sending: The Slasher is so dangerous while at large, that no one can party and take risks.

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