I’m sorry, but FUCK the frat boys who graffitied this poor beached whale in Atlantic City, New Jersey. Seriously, fuck them forever. The 15-foot Minske whale’s corpse washed ashore and instead of being heartsick over one of Mother Nature’s most amazing creatures meeting such a sad end — the cause of death is not known — these fucking filthy frat tools decided to graffiti its stomach. Authorities say the number 94 and Greek letters signify Tau Epsilon Phi , a fraternity that is headquartered in Voorhees, New Jersey. If you’d like to join me in writing a letter to TEP’s governing board, asking them to investigate and punish those involved, you can email email@example.com. [Death And Taxes]
Earlier this week, I told you about Matthew Peterson, the Phi Kappa Tau brother at Georgia Tech who sent his entire fraternity a manifesto of sorts — entitled “Luring Your Rape Bait” — on “how to mack and succeed at parties.” It was gross and offensive and stupid, but Peterson has apparently come to his senses, and issued a proper apology. Like, a real apology, not the bullshit excuses we usually get from douchebags who make rape jokes. Peterson’s apology is posted on the Georgia Tech student newspaper’s website. Here it is in full: Keep reading »
Strap in, ladies, this one’s going to be a terribly douche-y ride. According to Total Frat Move, Matthew Peterson, a Phi Kappa Tau brother at Georgia Tech, sent his entire fraternity a manifesto of sorts — entitled “Luring Your Rape Bait” — on “how to mack and succeed at parties.” I would suggest him as the ideal boyfriend for our dear darling Rebecca Martinson — never forget — given how invested both of them are in seeing their fellow Greeks get laid, but Rebecca is a more talented writer and certainly deserves better, given the amount of rape jokes throughout the whole horrible thing. Take it away, Matthew!
“Alright chods, some of you could use some help on how to mack and succeed at parties. Mostly pledges do, but some bros could use a review. For anytime throughout the party… If you are standing by yourself at any point, YOU ARE OUTTA HERE!!! If you are talking to a brother of your pledge brothers when there are girls just standing around, YOU ARE OUTTA HERE!!! Keep reading »
Back in 1988, the members of the University of Southern California chapter of Chi Phi Fraternity put together a promotional rap video to attract new members to their fraternity’s ranks. The vid, set to a funky original track, includes a multi-part rap about colors (!) and a lot of pretty awesome dancing. We’re particularly fervent fans of Ricky Z., the suspender-ed, long-haired main rapper who explains that “people say that I’m slow/why/’cause I’m high, but they don’t know.” Plus, we’re really digging the cameo from a really, really archaic old computer terminal. Basically, I’ve watched this video about 10 times now, and I’m hoping to memorize the rap so they’ll let me rush their frat. I think I have a good chance of getting in; my sweatshirt game is pretty tight. [Weird Dude Energy]
My phone blips. Another email. Given that I’m stuck at an un-jaywalkable intersection in the East Village, I pause to open it. It’s another reply to my sorority sister’s chain email. The subject line from 35 emails ago simply reads: “Interesting.” I’m immediately engrossed, missing the walking man and chance to cross the street.
Earlier this week, another email sent off to “sisters” surfaced on the internet. It has received hundreds of thousands of reads, an onslaught of comments and at least two well-known dramatic readings. Rebecca Martinson’s virulent, expletive-filled rant confirmed and probably strengthened everybody’s stereotype of Greek life.
Her email evoked many emotions. I was embarrassed for her and disgusted with the email. I was incredulous that she could send something like that to an entire chapter of girls that she pays dues to be a member of. (Also that she used email, when everybody knows can easily be forwarded or published.) I thought of my own past Greek Weeks with amusement. But mostly I recalled the intense and all-consuming nature of the Greek system — the politics, the rankings, the jockeying for connection to a certain fraternity, the endless events, the rivalry of shirts and styles. I remembered what it was like to care so much about the frivolity. Keep reading »
You hear a lot of crappy things about fraternities–often deservedly so–so it’s nice to have a positive story come out of frat-land. Members of the Phi Alpha Tau chapter at Emerson College have raised funds so that one of their pledges can get top surgery. Sophomore Visual & Media Arts student Donnie Collins came out as transgender in high school, and pledged to the frat earlier this year. Collins attended an all-female boarding school and lamented that while his fellow students were all very nice, “it was all horrible.”
Collins doesn’t have any insurance support for his hormonal therapy or sexual reassignment surgery–and Emerson’s health insurance excludes such therapies. So far, he’s been paying out of pocket, and trans hormone therapies are not cheap. “I’d go to the endocrinologist and pay hundreds of dollars out of pocket, because, of course, I didn’t have insurance of my own,” he said. Keep reading »