Sorority Homogeny
By Deborah Wassel | August 10, 2006We all know the stereotypes: the bakers, the pearl-sporting polo wearers, the girls who can out-drink the boys.
We all know the stereotypes: the bakers, the pearl-sporting polo wearers, the girls who can out-drink the boys.
"What do you want to do when you grow up?" is a question to which I am not sure I know the answer, despite dangling my feet over the precipice of graduation.
Step into any dance party on campus, and you're almost guaranteed to see the same thing: girls in skimpy tops, pushing their backsides into whoever happens to be behind them, and guys moving just enough to get the girls to grind with them.
It was cold and wet on Saturday night, and as I was staying home to nurse a bottle of Nyquil, I found myself curled up in front of the television.
I've always been fascinated by the dating ritual. This impossibly complicated two-step has got everyone crazy and confused.
Many Dartmouth students shy away from the frigid New Hampshire winters. Some even make their Dartmouth Plans so that they never have to experience the dreaded Winter term after freshman year.
Now that orientation is over and classes have started, everything will calm down, right? Wrong. The most important skill I've learned at Dartmouth has been time-management.
Turn on your television. If you flip to a news channel, you'll probably see Bill O'Reilly or Bill Maher complaining about something. If you're hardy enough to make it to the 7 o'clock news, you're likely to see stories about household items that could be deadly, a murder or two and perhaps a drug bust. Who cares if there's a bill passed to cut funding to welfare?
When I agreed to do an interview for The Dartmouth concerning 99 Rock, I was thrilled that we at WFRD might get some recognition from a student body that doesn't even know we broadcast from Robinson Hall ("Armed with $400, DTV battles to find audience," April 28). I spent a chunk of time talking with the reporter and gave a huge amount of factual information, in addition to conveying my own experiences as a DJ and as the current FM Program Director.
After my recent stint portraying a sexually defunct seventy-two-year-old in last week's production of "The Vagina Monologues," I received dozens of responses from both men and women concerning their reactions to the show.