Comments on: An Open Letter to Wesleyan Students

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 14:29:42 +0000

Can I add my two cents? Um to the fellow who wrote this article: there is this thing called progress that is beyond our control, and it consists of something called change.

You are graduating! What the hell do you care about what the people who will be left behind act like.

It should be up to the people who occupy the school in any given year to decide what Wesleyan should be like - not the class of 1970, 60 ...

Move on and out of Wes with some class and dignity!!

By: Simon Au '07

Simon Au '07 — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 04:52:17 +0000

I agree with Estrella '07 because we were both in CSS and CSS is always right.

But seriously, the first thing you need to do is bring back the Boogie Club.

By: Adam

Adam — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 12:49:03 +0000

The best thing I learned at Wes is that its not what you eat, what you wear, what music you listen to...etc. that makes you progressive. Its your actions and your unwillingness to be silent. Shout from the rooftops in Ugg boots and march against police brutality in a North Face coat.....just do it.

I remember as a pre-frosh, sitting in Mocon...somebody came up to the railing with a fan, turned the fan on and blew 100s of little pieces of paper all over the place. They read: Fuck with Shit.

So, students at Wes. Fuck with Shit. Leave your mark. Don't be silented. Fight for what is right and study hard. After all, the country despaerately needs smart and progressive leaders, especially now in the midst of 2 wars, crumbling economy, and health care reform. Fuck with shit. Bring it home. Go Wes!

By: Anon

Anon — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 19:47:08 +0000

You know what's *really* progressive? Getting to know people for who they are instead of deciding they must be pathetically mainstream just because they wear a certain type of shoe.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 20 May 2009 01:00:09 +0000

K: That sounds exactly like my freshman year 3 years ago. Tunnels were open, drugs done openly in WestCo (which I'm sure never stopped in Eclectic), Mocon was still run by Aramark and people still protest now. I don't know how you define freaks.

By: K. '94

K. '94 — Tue, 19 May 2009 20:02:19 +0000

I was at Wes in the 90's - believe me, it was way weirder then. You could still use (and sometimes live in) the tunnels, people openly did drugs in West Co. and Eclectic, Mocon was run (badly) by ARA, students protested weekly about issues important and not-so important, and freaks abounded. The way you describe your four years there, it sounds like Wes already lost its soul a decade or more ago.

By: Carol Davies

Carol Davies — Thu, 07 May 2009 00:37:44 +0000

Ah Yes, I remember the exploding jack-o-lanterns on Science Center, letting the squirrels loose on the telescope during observing hours, then there was the ol' mummy in the room mate's bed trick after a particularly long night of drinking. Seems as though things may have changed.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 02:22:57 +0000

I'm coming to WesFest this year. Show me what you mean, seniors.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 22:14:10 +0000

"Once I saw a hockey player piss in a glass and drink it in front of a group of recruits. "

Ah yes! Sign me up!

By: Alumnus from Class of 1993.

Alumnus from Class of 1993. — Mon, 30 Mar 2009 21:49:19 +0000

May I quote some of that back to you kiddies:

"Underclassmen used to smoke weed in the dining hall and no one cared. Upperclassmen enjoyed their dinner with beer or a fine Chablis. Once I saw a hockey player piss in a glass and drink it in front of a group of recruits. Our trays didn’t have the corners cut off so everyone could sit comfortably at the table. We had to make do.If you wanted kosher you had to go to the Kosher Kitchen in the basement of the Butts and eat in a faux-wood paneled room beneath buzzing fluorescent lights.Where did all the strange occurrences (and people responsible for them) go? I once saw a kid drive what looked like a Toyota Camry across Andrus Field and do donuts in the WestCo courtyard in broad daylight."

If Wesleyan lost it's soul, it did so long before it admitted you - (and precisely so it could admit you), whining about ... what, your new dining options?! Get back to work on your senior thesis and be thankful you're there at all.