Last week, the world met Susan A. Patton, Princeton grad of ’77, whose uber-snobbish letter to the editor of the Daily Princetonian was heard ’round the globe. Patton’s screed, penned to “the daughters I never had,” warned the young ladies of Princeton that they should find their husbands now, in college, because men in the rest of the world are morons. You can read the whole ridiculous shitshow here, including the part where Patton kvelled about how her son, a Princeton student (of course), would be quite a catch.
This week, much to her childrens’ consternation, Princeton Mom is still talking. Keep reading »
Princeton graduates, in my experience, have been the most insufferable bunch of Ivy League braggadocios to ever walk this Earth. People I know who went to Yale, Harvard or Columbia don’t need to advertise it. But if someone went to Princeton, just like if someone is a vegan, THEY WILL TELL YOU.
Susan A. Patton, Princeton grad of ’77, does nothing to diminish this stereotype. In her laughably snobbish, elitist letter to the editor in the Daily Princetonian, “Advice For The Young Women Of Princeton: The Daughters I Never Had,” she advises female undergraduates to get their M.R.S. degree now now amongst the Princeton class, lest they be stuck marrying some nosepicking boogereater who went to NYU, or, god forbid, a state school. Keep reading »
Get ready, but we’re about to shatter your staid image of women’s colleges. The dean’s office at Bryn Mawr college released a statement regarding the college’s annual “Hell Week” hazing rituals. It seems one dorm in particular, Radnor, may have taken it a little too far.
What is Hell Week? Hell Week is an annual, and optional, Bryn Mawr tradition by which the sophomore class hazes the freshman class and whatnot. According to one current Bryn Mawr student and blogger, “it’s both fun (!) and meaningful. Most students cite their first Hell Week as one of the greatest moments of their undergraduate career. It certainly has its charms, debauchery aside … Each dorm has their own specific means of doing things, but a Radnor tradition is the debutante ball. During the festivities, our frosh “come out” to Radnor high society, complete with being escorted down the grand staircase by a member of their sister class. They then receive their dorm schedules filled with tasks to complete.”
Nevertheless, the dean’s letter outlined a litany of Hell Week offenses: Keep reading »
I don’t even understand why SUNY — the State University of New York — would feel that the best way to recruit new students is via a rap video. Are colleges really in the business of trying to be “cool”? And how is measuring the circumference of trees — a thing that is catalogued in this video — at all “cool”? SUNY spokesrapper B. Martin does an admirable job of not looking like he’s ready to die of embarrassment, but that won’t stop me from feeling it second-hand for him. This is like the state college version of the Education Connection corndog girl commercial. Bleh. [YouTube]
Ahhh, student loans. Or as I like to think of them, that giant hole where I pour hundreds and hundreds of dollars every month. I hope you can buy some fancy couches for the student center, NYU! Imported South African sea salt for the cafeteria? Gold-plated BIC pens for every librarian in the library? Whatever you do with
my your money, I’m sure it’s money well spent. And yes, it will keep coming, probably until I die. The sad truth is that I speak on the phone with the loan servicing lady more than some of my relatives.
Three colleges are not content to just have their loan serving office keep broke grads on speed dial — now, they’re lawyering up. Keep reading »
The Frisky’s former intern extraordinaire, Daley, is studying abroad during her spring semester. Over the next several months, she’ll be writing us dispatches from her studies in Africa.
“South Africa is going to be hot,” I told Kim, my hairstylist of almost nine years, “so I need a couple of inches off.”
While individually dying the multitude of grey hairs that had enveloped my head, Kim laughed and said, “Why didn’t you pick, like, a European country to study abroad, like a normal kid?”
“The evil Spanish language,” I replied. Keep reading »
Cornell University might have just earned itself a prominent place in my higher education fantasies, thanks to some lush new lawns they installed … in the library. Two different libraries, to be exact, plus three other locations around campus, were equipped with real patches of grass to help students get a taste of nature and relieve stress while they studied for finals. The project was dreamed up by recent graduate Gilad Meron, who based the idea on Attention Restoration Theory, “which says that direct exposure to nature, viewing nature through windows, and even viewing images of nature are restorative.” Bringing nature inside seemed like an obvious next step, and as an added bonus, it allows students to sit in the grass and read without getting beaned in the head by a dudebrah’s frisbee. Bliss! [Neatorama]
They have the best and the brightest in the country and now they have a bondage, dominance and sadomasochism club, too.
Harvard University students are in the early stages of convening an official campus club — like, say, the school paper or the French club — centered around a shared interest in BDSM kink, like bondage, flogging, spanking, and other 50 Shades-style “play.” Harvard students aren’t the only little horndogs: other college campuses that have similar BDSM clubs include NYU, MIT, Tufts, Yale, and the University of Chicago. Keep reading »
Earlier this autumn, we felt a coldness in the pits of our stomachs when we heard that a flier was discovered inside a dorm at Miami University in Ohio listing “10 ways to get away with rape.” It included items like “Sex with an unconscious body does count, so don’t back down if she’s sleeping” and “When you see a woman walking by herself take advantage of the fact that she is alone.”
Was it just the plot of some sick fuck? Was it some kind of meta-feminist commentary? Well, now we have an answer: it was written by a freshman boy at the school, who no longer attends Miami University. Yesterday, he plead guilty to a disorderly conduct charge, which carries a $100 fine. Keep reading »
A flier found in a men’s bathroom at a coed dorm at Ohio’s Miami University (Paul Ryan’s alma mater) offers men 10 tips on how to get away with rape (full list is pictured after the jump). But is it a real tip list, or a satire on rape culture?
The list. which was found in the university’s McBride Hall, includes such outlandish advice as “practice makes perfect, the more you rape, the better you get at it” and “if your [sic] afraid the girl will identify you, slit her throat.” And while the list has a sarcastic tone to it, female students are taking the threat seriously. Keep reading »