2008 Woodie Awards
Guy Fawkes: A Latin thug named Bootstrap
Cameron Searcy
Issue date: 11/14/07 Section: Opinion
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Guest Columnist
Let me just say that when I first read the article in last week's paper entitled "V for vandalism," I couldn't help but feel enthralled! Initially, I had the words "Viva la Revolucion!" running through my head so many times, I felt as though I should find the nearest beret and ammo belt so as to satisfy my thirst to become one with the proletariat.
There's nothing like the fist- pumping adrenaline that comes from "sticking it to the man" to bring a student out of the drudgery of paper writing and the monotony of the day-to-day schedule. I felt so inspired that I even considered doing a bit of "ultraviolence" myself.
But when I really started to think about it, the whole concept gradually became more and more amusing. I began to see that there was more irony and humor in this chap's behavior than all of Brian Willett's previous exposés combined.
First, let me congratulate you (you know who you are) for drawing my attention away from more pressing matters like exams, homework and females (in that order). I apologize that I am all out of cookies, so you are going to have to settle for a gold star, which I will leave at a soon to be disclosed location only to be revealed once you have contacted me via morse code, smoke signals or e-mail - whatever you revolutionaries are using these days.
Putting this aside, it seems that marking up various buildings around campus with a "Latino gang symbol" (laugh out loud) comes to equate something of a moot point. You see… uh… Bootstrap - yes, let us call you Bootstrap - in choosing to attend Samford, paying the university tuition, buying your bulldog bobbleheads and so on, you have already submitted to authority.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but this is the modern era. While you may be able to avoid purchasing the bobbleheads (they are oh so tempting!), the first two conditions of being a student at this institution, namely the decision to attend and pay tuition, are completely unavoidable.
Let me just say that when I first read the article in last week's paper entitled "V for vandalism," I couldn't help but feel enthralled! Initially, I had the words "Viva la Revolucion!" running through my head so many times, I felt as though I should find the nearest beret and ammo belt so as to satisfy my thirst to become one with the proletariat.
There's nothing like the fist- pumping adrenaline that comes from "sticking it to the man" to bring a student out of the drudgery of paper writing and the monotony of the day-to-day schedule. I felt so inspired that I even considered doing a bit of "ultraviolence" myself.
But when I really started to think about it, the whole concept gradually became more and more amusing. I began to see that there was more irony and humor in this chap's behavior than all of Brian Willett's previous exposés combined.
First, let me congratulate you (you know who you are) for drawing my attention away from more pressing matters like exams, homework and females (in that order). I apologize that I am all out of cookies, so you are going to have to settle for a gold star, which I will leave at a soon to be disclosed location only to be revealed once you have contacted me via morse code, smoke signals or e-mail - whatever you revolutionaries are using these days.
Putting this aside, it seems that marking up various buildings around campus with a "Latino gang symbol" (laugh out loud) comes to equate something of a moot point. You see… uh… Bootstrap - yes, let us call you Bootstrap - in choosing to attend Samford, paying the university tuition, buying your bulldog bobbleheads and so on, you have already submitted to authority.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but this is the modern era. While you may be able to avoid purchasing the bobbleheads (they are oh so tempting!), the first two conditions of being a student at this institution, namely the decision to attend and pay tuition, are completely unavoidable.