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April
13, 2001
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An
extensive response to last week's It's
a good thing I'm writing this, instead of talking, because you might
be distracted by the robotic click that emits from the cephalic
end of my body every five seconds. That's the sound of my programmed
grey matter that some would call a brain. Lots of people around
here have one. Apparently, I fit into that category with about 99%
of the student body. If you could be so kind, readers, as to wait
one second while I find my head, the following response may be of
some interest to you. I wouldn't have read last week's Letter to
the Community if my roommate hadn't pointed it out to me. Thankfully,
I did. As my eyes moved closer to the bottom of the page, I found
myself growing increasingly angrier. Like giant, pulsing forehead-
vein-angry. One of the first things the author, Dan Farnbach, mentions,
is that for every "pissed-off" student like himself, who "actually
bothers to articulate his or her thoughts," there are probably fifty
or even 500 more who do not. Well, I'm pissed off. Here's your articulation,
in ten delicate points.
www.bowdoin.edu
is not for students I
will make my voice heard! How about you? As one who loves to talk,
listen, read, and write, I strongly believe that written and verbal
communication are keys to self-expression. I think that this type
of communication is lacking at Bowdoin. So, with this in mind, here's
my story and my idea (if you want the longer version, email me or
call me, I'd be happy to share).
Farnbach
writes again: What
I am saying is neither revolutionary nor obvious; I am trying to
voice an open secret. I tried last week to explain the nagging bitterness
that many of us, though we sense it, are stubborn enough to ignore
and leave unexplained. That was the easy part, for you and for me.
This week I'm trying to explain that process of ignorance, the process
by which we ignore all the shit that goes on, and the process by
which this very letter will be placed under the heading "shit that
goes on," and thereby ignored. I am trying to end the blindness,
but I think it can only be done through extreme cynicism. I hope
you keep reading; I promise it's not pretty.
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