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Reaganaut: categorising as culture for want of better category

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categorising as culture for want of better category

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	And come on, I’m only arguing for mainstream European modernism here. You’d think I was defending some kind of outrageous or polemical contemporary artwork. Despite your alternately joking (snarky YouTube clip) and then suddenly overblown and moralizing tone (ranting and raving about how this is a “monstrosity” and an “offensive” “middle finger to the world” and “our athenaeum”), the sculpture is really harmless in terms of actual content (while Barnard gets a cool and genuinely subversive Jenny Holzer sculpture). It’s a nude female figure, i.e., the most conservative subject in all of art history.		And come on, I’m only arguing for mainstream European modernism here. You’d think I was defending some kind of outrageous or polemical contemporary artwork. Despite your alternately joking (snarky YouTube clip) and then suddenly overblown and moralizing tone (ranting and raving about how this is a “monstrosity” and an “offensive” “middle finger to the world” and “our athenaeum”), the sculpture is really harmless in terms of actual content (while Barnard gets a cool and genuinely subversive Jenny Holzer sculpture). It’s a nude female figure, i.e., the most conservative subject in all of art history.
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		+	Feel free to not respond, I know this response is really long and the stakes are pretty low here. But if you have the time and inclination, I'm game.

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	I need to say this because it gives me peace. "I LOVE (CANDIDATE NAME)". Please keep him/her stay competitive in the race by post about the campaign. Ask another to vote for him/her. Don't let s/he lose due to lack of vote. S/he deserves a better chance for a shot at the Council. Give him/her that chance. Spec and Bwog is already unfair toward him/her. We can try to make it a fair fight by emailing listservs and knocking on freshmen dorms at 11 PM.		I need to say this because it gives me peace. "I LOVE (CANDIDATE NAME)". Please keep him/her stay competitive in the race by post about the campaign. Ask another to vote for him/her. Don't let s/he lose due to lack of vote. S/he deserves a better chance for a shot at the Council. Give him/her that chance. Spec and Bwog is already unfair toward him/her. We can try to make it a fair fight by emailing listservs and knocking on freshmen dorms at 11 PM.
		+
		+	==Art History thesis==
		+
		+	Lol you guys need to take a deep breath and count to 10. Seriously, the sculpture is "offensive?" It's an "arrogant middle finger to the world?" Come on. Of all the actual issues taking place in and around Columbia, you're spending your time protesting a modernist bronze?
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		+	Also, your actual criticisms of the sculpture and its effects on the built environment of campus are really facile, verging on completely meaningless (maybe consult with an art historian next time you want to craft an argument about art, or at least look over your Art Hum notes). Is this like a weird parody or something?
		+
		+	That’s true, I guess column space is not a zero sum game in the digital world. I also will say that I agree with parts of this article: namely, that the university’s super low-key announcement does seem inappropriate, and that it is a bummer to lose more green space.
		+
		+	Your arguments are, correct me if I’m wrong, that 1) the sculpture is bad because the four of you think it’s ugly, and 2) the sculpture is bad because you think new things shouldn’t be placed next to old things. The first point seems to be based on purely formal similarities. It’s a meaningless criticism that makes for a weak argument. You write that the piece is “an idealization of a chewed wad of gum,” a “dying mantis,” and a “poorly formed pterodactyl.” I think, actually, it’s an idealization of a reclining woman. Is this an argument against abstraction in general? You only like literal representations of things? You don’t like pterodactyls? What is the point here? The problem here is that this reads like an expression of your own personal tastes; you don’t like the particular lines and shapes of the sculpture, but anyone else could just as easily argue the opposite because these aren't grounded in any shared systems of valuation. I guess we’ll find out with your Google Doc.
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		+	You write that the thieves who stole Moore’s cast scrapped it because it was “so repulsive.” Actually, they probably scrapped it because they needed money—hence becoming thieves--and couldn't find an easy way to illegally sell a 2-ton, hotly-monitored sculpture by a canonical artist. I somehow doubt they looked at the sculpture and seriously debated, what, hanging onto it? Putting it into their secret sculpture garden?
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		+	This first argument about the ‘artistic merit’ of the sculpture is really frivolous, and I think you guys know that—you obviously had some fun writing it (kudos for your imaginative similes). The real point seems to be that you don’t like looking at old things and new things next to each other, and that the Moore sculpture will somehow detract from the experience of looking at Low or Butler. First of all, you can see Lerner Hall—surely the epitome of hideous postmodernist architecture—as well as Northwest Corner Building, Carman, and SIPA from basically any point between Low and Butler, so if you’re trying to keep up the illusion that Columbia is still a late-19th century enclave of neoclassicism, you already lost the game. I guess your argument is that we shouldn’t allow Columbia to ‘worsen’ the state of affairs, and should instead hide this sculpture away like the other weird abstract ones, perhaps somewhere in a broom closet in Schermerhorn Extension.
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		+	Regarding the other modern sculptures on campus: Can’t you also argue that, for example, The Curl impedes views of Avery Library? I’m an art history student, so actually Avery is “my library, my athenaeum,” and I resent The Curl for besmirching my beloved. Just kidding, I hate Avery, but my point is that it’s a losing battle to argue that the built environment should be static.
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		+	Here’s the rub: Columbia, like New York in general, is a palimpsest whose value and continuing relevance comes from the interaction between old and new. Why not have a campus that reflects the ethos of our own postmodern time—why not argue for inclusion, multiplicity, and the importance of interactions between different value systems, instead of pretending that it makes ethical sense to keep privileging an architectural environment that emerged from the personal worldviews of elite white American architects and academics who lived hundreds of years ago? We update the Core, why can’t we update the campus?
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		+	And come on, I’m only arguing for mainstream European modernism here. You’d think I was defending some kind of outrageous or polemical contemporary artwork. Despite your alternately joking (snarky YouTube clip) and then suddenly overblown and moralizing tone (ranting and raving about how this is a “monstrosity” and an “offensive” “middle finger to the world” and “our athenaeum”), the sculpture is really harmless in terms of actual content (while Barnard gets a cool and genuinely subversive Jenny Holzer sculpture). It’s a nude female figure, i.e., the most conservative subject in all of art history.

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 *They're mostly highly intelligent. That's meaningless to me if they don't care to educate themselves or take a sincere effort to understand social complexes occurring beyond their privileged little spheres. B@B'ers are masters of practicing indifference and engaging in meaningless little rhetorical exercises. Thus the raging dissonance when they encounter people for whom these fancy-sounding, distant sociopolitical issues are actually deadly serious, which is representative of most people I've met at Columbia who chalk hoopla about these kind of issues to college-age idealistic angst (while surrounded by professors, students, administrators around them have actually dedicated literally years of their lives -- massive amounts of time, painstaking effort, and research -- to these causes! It's actually the most ironic thing ever.) I agree that satire can be a useful tool for deconstructing an issue. I do not think that most B@B'ers actually use it as such, because 1) It's difficult to educate yourself on forum like this that values irreverence over sincerity, and 2) they recognize their own intelligence and become irritable and defensive when their intuitions/flippancy are challenged by others. Everyone has been extremely articulate in their replies, but I haven't discerned any substantial differences in argument than on the lowest of Youtube arguments. As for the ones who replied "satirically," well, satirical my ass. Veering an unfamiliar terrain into a comfortable zone of shitty hipster sarcasm, more like.
-== Sigma Nu ==
+== Sigma Nu / Greek life ==
 *Gently, oh so gently, I strapped my rollerblades on and then stood up, my naked body wobbling gently on my uncertain feet. Around me, twenty or so other naked guys were already rollerblading in a circle around the basement, pong tables stacked in the middle. Several were dressed as turtles. Suddenly, I felt a strong arm grab me from behind and steady me. I could feel the pair of manly, muscled legs pressed against the back of my thighs. Between my ass cheeks, I felt something throbbing, but I hoped that it wasn't what I thought. I turned my head to see that it was my pledge trainer, smiling softly as he whispered, "I remember when I was a pledge and couldn't rollerblade for shit." He leaned a little closer, brushing his full lips against mine. As he kissed me, I could feel the bulging muscles of his chest pressing against my back, the definition far superior to the 13 that so many claimed was Top Ten on Campus material. While his diminutive partner stood on top of the stacked pong tables, screaming at the pledges that rollerbladed in unison around the tables to rollerblade "faster and quieter," I felt the tip of my favorite pledge trainer's manhood slip inside me. As he shuddered and pressed forward, he whispered, "oh, noooo." And then we began to rollerblade in unison, squirming as we did so. Flesh slapping against flesh as he pounded me, rolling back and forth, the momentum carrying me forward. As the waves of pleasure rolled through me, I could only think, "I wish pledge term never ended..."
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 *Probably the best thing about Sigma Nu, even with their skills in the pool, even with their placement into the best investment bank analystships, is the unique views they seem to have about sexuality. More than any other fraternity, Sigma Nu seems to attract the sort of guy who's "heteroflexible," who's had plenty of girlfriends and hooked up with plenty of Barnard first-years, but nevertheless, would still give more than a passing glance to a guy with chiseled abs and a firm, supple ass who's hanging out in their basement past 1. They're the sort of guys who are open-minded about one-time encounters, and can write it off as having one too many drinks and experimenting, during that short collegiate window of opportunity where it's socially acceptable (I mean, everyone does it, right? Right?). And when they're married, with partnerships at various Fortune 500 companies, and their kids, about to enter college themselves, ask, "Daddy, what was it like being in Sigma Nu?" they'll reminisce and wonder about what could have been, and the tender moments shared between two men on those regulation twin-XL beds. And they'll think about the love lost, the love that dare not speak its name. When I graduate this spring, of all my memories at Columbia, the ones I will remember the most dearly and intimately, even in my old age, were in that brownstone on 113th.
 == Specsucks ==

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	[18] Writing tip: one should hope the final footnote is as clever and memorable as the rest. Otherwise a sour taste is left in the mouth of the reader. This, then, is an example of what not to do.		[18] Writing tip: one should hope the final footnote is as clever and memorable as the rest. Otherwise a sour taste is left in the mouth of the reader. This, then, is an example of what not to do.
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		+	==Ready for Hillary: CCSC Edition==
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		+	I need to say this because it gives me peace. "I LOVE (CANDIDATE NAME)". Please keep him/her stay competitive in the race by post about the campaign. Ask another to vote for him/her. Don't let s/he lose due to lack of vote. S/he deserves a better chance for a shot at the Council. Give him/her that chance. Spec and Bwog is already unfair toward him/her. We can try to make it a fair fight by emailing listservs and knocking on freshmen dorms at 11 PM.

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	* I am a foreign exchange student and in my country these things are not spoken of or at least I don't think they are as it seems many of the concepts are not translatable. Are the girls complaining that the men did not marry them or did not buy them gifts? What is the complaint if someone could explain it simply and perhaps with specific details of what is occurring instead of through vague concepts that I don't understand		* I am a foreign exchange student and in my country these things are not spoken of or at least I don't think they are as it seems many of the concepts are not translatable. Are the girls complaining that the men did not marry them or did not buy them gifts? What is the complaint if someone could explain it simply and perhaps with specific details of what is occurring instead of through vague concepts that I don't understand
		+
		+	== Why I Want to Go to Columbia Law School ==
		+
		+	“Greed is Good” – Gordon Gekko
		+
		+
		+	Part 1: First Comes the Money. [1]
		+
		+	I want to go to Columbia Law School for one reason plain and simple: I want money. I don’t think this should come as yeahany surprise to you my gracious reader.[2] After all, if I wanted to be a judge then this would read “Why I Want to Go to Yale Law.” If I wanted to help some poor, suffering urchins that cling to the bottom of the American Industrial Steamship then I would probably either (A) not be going to law school and instead go to a Sociology Master’s Program so that I could spend the next 8 years pissing and moaning to (who else but!) lawyers about how no one actually does anything for these poor, unfortunate souls (so sad; so true)[3] or[4] (B) go to a worse law school that would give me a scholarship because I’m sure I could out-compete the low lives at a Michigan or a Texas and then still land a comfy little position with the SPLC.
		+
		+	So, as I was saying, I want to go to Columbia mostly to secure a nice job at a prestigious firm in order to maximize my earnings. The average salary coming out of Columbia is easily going to break 150,000 and will have benefits including, but not limited to: overtime pay, free lunches and dinners, car rides home, discounts at gyms (if not a free gym), vacation time and an excuse to wear clothing that serves no purpose to this day other than to remind us that we are the elite and they (oh that proverbial they!) in their clearance rack Polos and Izod slacks are nothing but the filth clinging to the tire treads on my BMW 7 series. All I have to do for this money is endure 3 years of lectures that pretend to teach me ‘theory’ about a ‘system’ of ‘justice.’[5] Then I just sit around in an air-conditioned building and do fairly mindless research for however many hours a week. If I might add at this point, and I don’t put this in a footnote to stress its relevance: the idea that lawyers work hard because they work a lot is an absurdity and logical fallacy which these spoiled children of divorcees and adulterers seem to revel in. I, however, don’t live under this illusion (blatant egotism darling) and so don’t consider the circumstances of the post-law-school-grad particularly dire.
		+
		+	In conclusion, [6] dear reader, I simply want wealth. But why? I have been happy with what I’ve had. What benefit will a more luxurious car or nicer clothing give me? It seems that taking on exponentially more work (in units of time) for presumably marginally better goods (in units of extra luxury) would defy economic intuition.[7] So from whence does money’s utility stem? Well for that we turn to the next section.
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		+	Part 2: Then Comes the Power.
		+
		+	To answer the question of “why money?” we need to look at power and social power projection in the United States of America. I went to Michigan for undergraduate study and so, in the grand tradition of Tom Hayden, you can appreciate how much of this was crammed down my throat. I learned one important thing: I am already white; I am already male; I am already a heterosexual. Life sucks for the rest, but as long as I add wealth to the preceding list, I can compensate for the hooknose (God of Abraham; follow?) and attain power.
		+
		+	Columbia Law School would uniquely position me to attain power. But what’s power? Power, my friend, for you are now a friend, basically means access; access to exclusive organizations, clubs, restaurants, schools, neighborhoods, political and social positions, etc. These are the kinds of things that money can’t buy directly but obviously necessitate money.[8] Why the world works this way remains a mystery to me as much as it probably does to you.
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		+	And with that power comes the theater of the elite. I can feign interest in world affairs, pretend to develop a palette for fine wine, and act like I actually enjoy the mind numbing conversation of the conservative, Anglo-Saxon, brat next to me explaining how it’s not his[9] responsibility to provide for poor because if they “only saved more” then this wouldn’t be a problem.[10] Of course I will be doing this where else but the finest, most private establishments my greedy, little feet can burst into.
		+
		+	But I leave you, dear reader, at an unfortunately confusing pass yet again. After all, I seem to disdain the privilege I will spend all this time amassing. What then, one wonders, is the point? It cannot be mere ennui. It cannot be ironic. And it cannot be inevitability. These reasons seem too French and I love America too much. So we turn to the final section in this little essay.
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		+	Part 3: Then Comes the Women.[11]
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		+	Do you hate me dearest reader and affectionate friend? After all of this, it comes down to sex. But what can I say? If one says they go to Columbia Law, that they make over 6 figures, and that they know someone at the such-and-such Yacht Club[12] then they are guaranteed a night of transitory love. And what love is better than that which lasts a night and ends at daybreak?
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		+	Ultimately I want something interesting and valuable. I am not shallow. It’s the women that are shallow. I love them each and every one at least as much as I love myself.[13] And I want to break through that shallow exterior into the depths that underlie each gorgeous pair of legs. That is to say, I want to get to know them, if only briefly. And as any biblical scholar will tell you, to be intimate is to know. One can know everything really. But unfortunately the most beautiful girls, the ones with the most slender curves, the flattest bellies, the hardest legs and the softest facial features, that is to say, the interesting ones, require one to play an absurd game.
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		+	Is that cruel to say? Not all women are so shallow. But those that can be often are. Some women desire merely strength or smarts. But they too do not interest me. Either insecure or worse: intellectual. Intellectual women bore me. They speak and this kills everything for both of us. My ego and I have a very personal relationship when it comes to discussing anything at all and we don’t like the banalities of estrogen interfering. And so when it does, ego and I can get quite unpleasant.
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		+	It is the beautiful ones that interest me, that inspire and entice me. Not just the beautiful ones but also the ones that know that they do not want anything out of a man – not even pleasure. They want material wealth; they want the world and they simply use what skills they have to get it.[14] Naturally one speculates on and wants to understand what they do not possess, do not know and do not understand. And so beauty, raw and physical, is all I want in a woman because I want to understand it.[15] The aesthetic nature of the bosom, the buttock and the calf, to me, are at least as interesting as truth and freedom are to the amateur philosopher (who has not discovered that everything he does and says is a waste). And with each woman comes more knowledge of beauty and pleasure. The cost of this knowledge in turn can be reduced to a mere 3 years and some tuition payments.
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		+	And so money, power, sex, love and beauty: that is why I want to go to Columbia Law School. Thank you dear reader. You have been absolutely lovely. I do appreciate your time and patience in bearing with me. Let’s ignore our secular duties for a moment[16]: God knows that I have loved every minute of your company as I’m sure you have loved every minute of mine. And so thank you again and Good-Bye. Ciao. Bon Voyage. Shalom.[17] Kisses.[18]
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		+	[1] If you have seen Scarface you can guess the conclusion of this essay and jump down to part 3 or perhaps even just skip this all together: I assure you it’s nothing but an ironic attempt at uniqueness in a genre [the college personal statement] where uniqueness is dead and irony is more cliché than cliché itself.
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		+	[2] I hope you don’t mind the affectation—I’ve just been reading Tolstoy. And just to be sure, I’m not trying to impress you; rather, picking up girls at Michigan’s undergraduate orientation is easy if one plays up the smooth, intellectual-type card. Inasmuch, I got bored in front of the library and actually read the book I was holding. Really, truly, honestly vile stuff: totally self-indulgent dribble from a Russian writer consumed in excess that sought misery to assuage some Romantic intuitions about absolutely nothing in the end.
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		+	[3] If that struck even the remotest chord it’s because you recognize it as a brilliant literary reference to Disney’s The Little Mermaid. Copyright 1987.
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		+	[4] This is an example of poor writing on my part: One should never enumerate in-paragraph unless they don’t add predicates to the enumerated subjects because it gets jarring, confusing and it corrupts the structure. One also shouldn’t add footnotes to try and cover up for poor writing: it’s cheap, tawdry, pretentious and indulgent. I’ll fit right in, won’t I?
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		+	[5] Inasmuch as a system of justice can still exist or does still exist or has ever existed. To be sure, again, I’m not trying to impress upon you that I’m some pathetic Zinn-reading, Village-strolling, Ginsberg-wannabe. I.e., I don’t maintain that we’re in some Foucault inspired totalizing dystopia nor that some sinister forefathers did everything in their power to screw us all over. Rather, I think it’s all theater, theater, theater and ego, ego, ego.
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		+	[6] That’s really the best I have. Forgive me and I’ll make it up to you later?
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		+	[7] Kind reader, I suggest you quickly review the economic concepts of labor-leisure trade off and the back bending supply curve. Follow this with a quick read over on decreasing marginal returns. Without these two crucial concepts I’m afraid the last sentence’s power will be lost
		+	on you. Admittedly I explained little and that is not my fault—I am the victim of spatial constraints.
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		+	[8] At least to some extent: money cannot compensate for poor pedigree but sometimes a pedigree can accomplish the vice versa. Missus Blanche DuBois serves canonically here.
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		+	[9] This might be the best time to mention that I am well aware of my use gendered pronouns. I can assure you, however, that is quite intentional and not mere habit. I am well aware that women can be lawyers too. But power? Let’s not kid ourselves. Joking! How anachronistic of me. Unfortunately we don’t have a set of pronouns for the subset of women who stick to pant suits and the sort of indignant ill-humor that will ensure the only man they land will have the spine of an amoeba (or the fidelity of Don Juan). And so I use male pronouns liberally.
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		+	[10] One might mistake this last sentence for a bit of enmity towards the elite and empathy with the poor. Nothing could be further from the truth: I only find the total bastardization of economic theory by the “Economics 101 Elites” a tad annoying. Personally, I don’t think the poor are my responsibility because I am not poor.
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		+	[11] A few casual friends (and thus self-appointed editors and critics) have suggested that the next section loses some of the wittier, oomphier, crasser banter of the preceding sections. Apologies. Apparently variety and meaningful apogee play second fiddle to jokes about class and brains. On the other hand, the misogyny, I’ve been told, surpasses the line of satire. Swift and I will be dining on babies together in Hell, I fear.
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		+	[12] At long last, my own Midwestern, middle class and mediocre upbringing sheepishly surfaces. I confess ignorance! Where do the rich and powerful hang out in the City? My images remain firmly entrenched in the archaic descriptions of Fitzgerald and Salinger. And so yet another benefit of Columbia Law School rears its head—at long last I can begin my training for entry into the culture of the spoiled, the undeserving and the entitled.
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		+	[13] Exercise: Using the clues provided in this essay, determine how much this writer and candidate loves himself.
		+
		+	[14] To avoid making this any longer I will reproduce a simple enough analogy. Venus : Beauty :: Hilary Clinton : Force of will :: Madame Curie : Genius :: A handyman : a hammer. What difference does it make what endowment is used to achieve the same end?
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		+	[15] For those who missed out on the subtle inference – I consider myself quite unattractive and easily attainable. It’s true; in the realm of physiognomy I am as insecure as a thirteen year old trying a cigarette for the first time. I use parody and humor to compensate. Then I dryly and blandly make ironic self-referential statements about it. Then I point out my bland irony to compensate for my lack of originality. This goes on and on, much like a certain, popular Sherry Lewis song.
		+
		+	[16] But for only a moment! Serious faith in God is the only true sin. Lest we end up like those boorish Southerners! We use money to separate ourselves from the Wretched of the Earth, but we would never speak ill of them. That is for the compassionate Christians.
		+
		+	[17] Originally I had the idea of sarcastically saying goodbye in as many languages as possible and making this list go on for the remainder of this page. Luckily I realized that (A) this is stupid, (B) this is a waste of both our time and (C) I know how to say Good-Bye in about 4 languages. So you’re welcome dear reader—that was my last favor to you.
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		+	[18] Writing tip: one should hope the final footnote is as clever and memorable as the rest. Otherwise a sour taste is left in the mouth of the reader. This, then, is an example of what not to do.

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	* I am a foreign exchange student and in my country these things are not spoken of or at least I don't think they are as it seems many of the concepts are not translatable. Are the girls complaining that the men did not marry them or did not buy them gifts? What is the complaint if someone could explain it simply and perhaps with specific details of what is occurring instead of through vague concepts that I don't understand		* I am a foreign exchange student and in my country these things are not spoken of or at least I don't think they are as it seems many of the concepts are not translatable. Are the girls complaining that the men did not marry them or did not buy them gifts? What is the complaint if someone could explain it simply and perhaps with specific details of what is occurring instead of through vague concepts that I don't understand
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	The libraries are pretty happening spots. Butler turns into a rave at night, and pretty much all of NYC shows up to the CU campus to party. If you get sick of that, you can easily take a cab downtown and hit up some clubs in Time Square. Olive G is the hot spot right now, and you can get in free with a CU ID. The frats are pretty powerful on campus. If you see somebody wearing a frat blazer, you better get out of his way, he will most likely be your boss in two years, so you better get on their good sides. Other than that, its a pretty cool community. The city may seem huge, but it has a great small town feel and everybody is super chill and friendly. I hope you get in!!!!!!!! It'll be AWESOME!!		The libraries are pretty happening spots. Butler turns into a rave at night, and pretty much all of NYC shows up to the CU campus to party. If you get sick of that, you can easily take a cab downtown and hit up some clubs in Time Square. Olive G is the hot spot right now, and you can get in free with a CU ID. The frats are pretty powerful on campus. If you see somebody wearing a frat blazer, you better get out of his way, he will most likely be your boss in two years, so you better get on their good sides. Other than that, its a pretty cool community. The city may seem huge, but it has a great small town feel and everybody is super chill and friendly. I hope you get in!!!!!!!! It'll be AWESOME!!
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		+	== No Red Tape concern trolling ==
		+
		+	* As a NRT Board Member I would like to make a factual clarification. The beliefs espoused by BC '15 and a few others in the comments do NOT represent what we stand for. Just so you don't mistake this dungeon troll for us I have prepared a handy list below of things we DO stand for:
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		+	1) Rape is the single greatest threat to learning. When you are in an environment that is riddled with rapists you are depriving a significant body of the students from the education they are entitled to.
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		+	2) Rape is preventable. Men are able to make a decision NOT to rape. It is wholly within their abilities to take time and reflect upon their decisions.
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		+	3) Rape must be punished. If rape is not punished you don't get any deterrence. As ordinary legal channels are time-intensive and do not convey the immediate message of disapproval universities nationwide need to swiftly punish rapists. This way men will see the negative consequences of their decisions.
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		+	4) Rape must be prevented. If you have sensitivity training then men can be made to understand where they err in their decision making processes. We have already made ten cost-effective proposals to administration involving gender reversal situational awareness programming (the only method that has proven effective). Each one has been rejected without any explanation. If men are made to understand what the experience of rape is like then they tend not to reinforce cycles of victimization.
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		+	5) There is no middle ground on rape. Either you wear the red tape or you support rape.
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		+	Thank you for your time and please behave responsibly and do what you can for all the survivors on campus they need your support. They need it a lot more than some who resort to hiring expensive lawyers and slandering the institution whose only mistake was offering admission to a rapist.
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		+	* What Sandra said is true. We'd also like to thank everyone's support for our cause. Because of your help, we have gotten President Bollinger's approval for a mandatory sensitivity training for all men who wish to graduate.
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		+	Each man will be paired up with a female counterpart to understand her struggles on a day to day. The woman will have the man's contact information, and the man should not contact her in any way after the training has been completed.
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		+	During the course of the training, the will be subjected to unsolicited 'compliments' ("you look handsome today", "I would love to tap that", "I bet you are great at sex"), she will feign making sexual advances on him, and he will resist. We will provide each pair with a script to facilitate the interaction. Both subjects will be put in potentially compromising situations such as simulating the interaction of a woman buying a man a drink to explore how rape culture affects us all.
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		+	The simulation is meant to enable cis-men to feel what it is like to be placed into a situation where they are subjected to unwanted sexual contact. After each situation, the men are supposed to write a one paragraph description about how they could prevented raping her in such a situation. Gay and trans individuals and people of color need not partake. For those affected, the cost of the training will be added as a separate line item on your tuition bill.
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		+	There will be more information available in the coming days as more details are ironed out. Just giving you a preview of what's to come as a thank you for supporting our cause. Congratulations to all of our allies!
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		+	* I think my professor put it best when she told me after class "You can feel a rape, it happens inside you, its not something the law can tell you happened or didn't happen, there isn't any DNA evidence to prove it, you just know it inside of you that what happened had violated you."
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		+	That's how it felt for me when I was raped. At the time I didn't even know what that feeling was. But by the second time it happened to me I knew what that feeling was. That's why I was so glad that my professor was able to explain that what I was feeling was rape.
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		+	I don't think men mean to be rapists, they just all are rapists. We need to help them so that they can learn that what they are doing is WRONG! I think that there should be a program at the beginning of the school year where men are taken and they are made to feel like they make us feel. If they knew this feeling they wouldn't rape again.
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		+	* What people are failing to account for is the disproportionate violence that is unleashed upon trans-gendered women at Columbia. Far be it for me to out someone but as a MTF Transgendered woman of color I can tell you that there are many women who have gone through the bloodshed to gain their womanhood here. The men of Columbia disproportionately inflict sexual violence upon us to deal with their confused sexual identities. I just wish we could start a dialogue that didn't immediately get down to what is between your legs. No, we could talk this out and get to why you are so concerned with what is between my legs, why you are so interested. Don't rape me when we could have a drink, light on up, and then maybe talk about why you are interested. Maybe I would be interested too if you came at it that way. But instead you want to try victimize my orifice. That's not going to fly anymore because we're united against it. So have fun in the comments if you want but we won't let you rape us anymore.
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		+	* I can tell you what John Doe's name is. ANY WHITE CIS-GENDERED HETEROSEXUAL MAN. Y'all need to consider the damage your whiteness does anywhere it goes. ANd don't give me that "boo-hoo" I'm an ally, I just want to help women and POC. Well I got news for you BACK THE FVCK OFF, we don't need your help, we just need you to stop raping us. Is that so much to ask for? And no, you DO NOT get a round of applause for doing what is the bare minimum expected of a decent human being.
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		+	* I AM a real proud woman of color and I believe dat womyn need some of dat respect if yall no wut i'm sayin. I worked hard... I went to yall colleges and what do i get for dat?? huh. Ya'll men need to take the chill pill cauze when you roll wit real gurlz like me i'll show you whats up. I like my men wit sum MUSCLE cuz when you got that V-taper all the girls wanna rape ya. So go get a thick ass back and you'll have em hoes in da sack!
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		+	* I am a foreign exchange student and in my country these things are not spoken of or at least I don't think they are as it seems many of the concepts are not translatable. Are the girls complaining that the men did not marry them or did not buy them gifts? What is the complaint if someone could explain it simply and perhaps with specific details of what is occurring instead of through vague concepts that I don't understand

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 * >Never had a drink before despite being 23 because I heard drinking was bad in my 9th grade health class > Decide to be alpha as fuck and shuffle out of my room for the first time since tuesday > I head down to '1020' to meet this awesome brg guy who has tonnes of awesome heterosexual sex > I get into 1020 and it's crowded as fuck > Tap random guy on the should and whisper > E..e..xcuse me are you 'brg' from the 'boredatbutler' > Looks at me like I'm autistic > Everyone around is looking at me like I'm autistic > Sweating, I can't take it > Decide to leave > Slip on floor which is wet from all the spilt drinks > All my spaghetti falls out from my fanny pack > Everyone's laughing at me > Mfw b@b meetup
-== Response to a high school senior who wants inside information ==
 The libraries are pretty happening spots. Butler turns into a rave at night, and pretty much all of NYC shows up to the CU campus to party. If you get sick of that, you can easily take a cab downtown and hit up some clubs in Time Square. Olive G is the hot spot right now, and you can get in free with a CU ID. The frats are pretty powerful on campus. If you see somebody wearing a frat blazer, you better get out of his way, he will most likely be your boss in two years, so you better get on their good sides. Other than that, its a pretty cool community. The city may seem huge, but it has a great small town feel and everybody is super chill and friendly. I hope you get in!!!!!!!! It'll be AWESOME!!

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	* >Never had a drink before despite being 23 because I heard drinking was bad in my 9th grade health class > Decide to be alpha as fuck and shuffle out of my room for the first time since tuesday > I head down to '1020' to meet this awesome brg guy who has tonnes of awesome heterosexual sex > I get into 1020 and it's crowded as fuck > Tap random guy on the should and whisper > E..e..xcuse me are you 'brg' from the 'boredatbutler' > Looks at me like I'm autistic > Everyone around is looking at me like I'm autistic > Sweating, I can't take it > Decide to leave > Slip on floor which is wet from all the spilt drinks > All my spaghetti falls out from my fanny pack > Everyone's laughing at me > Mfw b@b meetup		* >Never had a drink before despite being 23 because I heard drinking was bad in my 9th grade health class > Decide to be alpha as fuck and shuffle out of my room for the first time since tuesday > I head down to '1020' to meet this awesome brg guy who has tonnes of awesome heterosexual sex > I get into 1020 and it's crowded as fuck > Tap random guy on the should and whisper > E..e..xcuse me are you 'brg' from the 'boredatbutler' > Looks at me like I'm autistic > Everyone around is looking at me like I'm autistic > Sweating, I can't take it > Decide to leave > Slip on floor which is wet from all the spilt drinks > All my spaghetti falls out from my fanny pack > Everyone's laughing at me > Mfw b@b meetup
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		+	== Response to a high school senior who wants inside information ==
		+	The libraries are pretty happening spots. Butler turns into a rave at night, and pretty much all of NYC shows up to the CU campus to party. If you get sick of that, you can easily take a cab downtown and hit up some clubs in Time Square. Olive G is the hot spot right now, and you can get in free with a CU ID. The frats are pretty powerful on campus. If you see somebody wearing a frat blazer, you better get out of his way, he will most likely be your boss in two years, so you better get on their good sides. Other than that, its a pretty cool community. The city may seem huge, but it has a great small town feel and everybody is super chill and friendly. I hope you get in!!!!!!!! It'll be AWESOME!!

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	*What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in my New England prep school, and I've been involved in numerous Republican fundraisers, and I have over 300 confirmed donations to the republican party. I am trained in polo sailing and I?m the top golfer in the entire New England Prep School Division. You are nothing to me but just another underprivileged nuisance. I will ignore your struggles with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with telling me to check my privlege over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of investment bankers and white politicians across USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your affirmative action. You?re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can fail to check my privilege in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my money alone. Not only am I extensively trained in partying on my dad's trust fund, but I have access to the entire arsenal of my dad's bank account and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of my elite institution, you lower class peasant. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little ?clever? comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you wouldn't have told me to check my privilege. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn plebe. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.		*What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in my New England prep school, and I've been involved in numerous Republican fundraisers, and I have over 300 confirmed donations to the republican party. I am trained in polo sailing and I?m the top golfer in the entire New England Prep School Division. You are nothing to me but just another underprivileged nuisance. I will ignore your struggles with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with telling me to check my privlege over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of investment bankers and white politicians across USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your affirmative action. You?re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can fail to check my privilege in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my money alone. Not only am I extensively trained in partying on my dad's trust fund, but I have access to the entire arsenal of my dad's bank account and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of my elite institution, you lower class peasant. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little ?clever? comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you wouldn't have told me to check my privilege. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn plebe. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.
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		+	*What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class from an elite British public school, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret exclusives on Columbia Frats, and I have over 300 confirmed bylines. I am trained in copywriting and I’m the top crime reporter in the entire Ivy League. You are nothing to me but just another story. I will write you the fuck away with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in Morningside Heights, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spec alumni in their various unpaid internships and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call "specsucks". You’re fucking dead, m8. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can report on you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my moleskin notepad. Not only am I extensively trained in K9 Newspaper editing software, but I have access to the entire bored@butler legion and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of this school, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” email was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have kept your fat, cheeto-stained keys away from your Lenovo. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, specsucks scum.

	*What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I?ll have you know I graduated top of my class from the Wharton school of Business, and I?ve been involved in numerous secret credit default swaps with Lehnman brothers, and I have over 300 confirmed sold secuirties packages. I am trained in hostile takeovers and I?m the broker in the entire US financial sector. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe your portfolio the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Manhattan and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You?re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can destroy your financial assets you in over seven hundred ways, and that?s just from sitting at my desk. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Delta Sig fraternity and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little ?clever? comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn?t, you didn?t, and now you?re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You?re fucking dead, kiddo.		*What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I?ll have you know I graduated top of my class from the Wharton school of Business, and I?ve been involved in numerous secret credit default swaps with Lehnman brothers, and I have over 300 confirmed sold secuirties packages. I am trained in hostile takeovers and I?m the broker in the entire US financial sector. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe your portfolio the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Manhattan and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You?re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can destroy your financial assets you in over seven hundred ways, and that?s just from sitting at my desk. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Delta Sig fraternity and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little ?clever? comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn?t, you didn?t, and now you?re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You?re fucking dead, kiddo.