Dear University Programs, You're All Morons

[sadlikeknives]

For several years, there has been much whinging about the quality of the Homecoming concert acts at UA. Okay, one year we got Lynyrd Skynyrd, but that was before my or possibly anyone but a few grad students' time, and it was a fluke anyway. Also, I think they're like, required by law to not turn us down or something. One of the main concerns has been that the students don't get enough say in picking the act.

So UP just sent out a poll thing, where students are encouraged to send in the name of a performer they would like to see sing at Homecoming, and the top twenty will be compiled into a list they can call. UP will send in the names of the performers that refuse to the Crimson White, to back up their argument of, See, no one wants to come to our crappy campus.

Can anyone else see the problems with this plan? Because I can.

1. There are something like 20,000 students at UA, which means they'll get approximately 15,000 different responses to their little survey, which should be fun to sort through.
2. This means that their top twenty list will consist of bands that got 20 votes each.
3. By the time they finish wading through all that complex mess, all the good acts will have plans.

So I have what I think is a better idea. How about if UP starts calling around now and finds twenty performers/bands that are free and willing to perform for whatever we're able to pay, and gives us that list to choose from?

Or would that make too much sense?

What does one have to do to work in UP, anyway? Is it an SGA thing? Because I will totally join a sorority if it'll give me a chance to smack sense into those morons.

Comments

[jungles.livejournal.com]

Yes, there attempt to get student opinion seems rather unorganized and foiled.... Hey, I Made an A in Russian somehow!

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

Go you!

I made a B+, and I have no idea how! It's like a miracle.

[jungles.livejournal.com]

Congrats. Yeah, I thought I was a lost soul in the dust of Russian grammar. Maybe I can still hold on to my occupational goals. As Tatyana says, I can practice Russian this summer by speaking to Russian babies.

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

I feel kind of sorry for Dr. Drozd when he gets hold of us at the end of this summer. And I think immersion is still the best way to learn a foreign language.

[nmpandemonium.livejournal.com]

So I have what I think is a better idea. How about if UP starts calling around now and finds twenty performers/bands that are free and willing to perform for whatever we're able to pay, and gives us that list to choose from?

That's what I told them...but do they listen to me? No. The exec of UP is John Griffin - a complete asshole whose bright idea this email survey thingy was...instead of joing the greek system to smack some sense into these morons (which would be a complete waste of your time and energy anyway), why don't you just run them over w/your car if you see them on campus? This way we can just completely eliminate this problem! Don't think short-term - think long term! =)

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

"I swear, Officer, he came out of nowhere!"

[nmpandemonium.livejournal.com]

LOL! That's the spirit!

[mattador.livejournal.com]

Finished Sunshine a couple days back, by the way.

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

What did you think?

[mattador.livejournal.com]

It was very excellent, though parts of it could have used a bit more explanation and transition.

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Yeah, I know what you mean, but I was actually fairly impressed by the way McKinley understood and used the unreliability of a first-person narrator.

[mattador.livejournal.com]

Yes. And the characters were damn interesting, too- I am hoping this is the first in a series, because there are unanswered questions I want answered.

[vampychick.livejournal.com]

Telly and I are giving her six more months before we form a hunting party to track her down and tie her to her computer chair until a sequel is produced.

In the meantime, people should write fic.

[mattador.livejournal.com]

I will. SOF fic. At the first available opportunity.

[teleute12.livejournal.com]

*waves* One of my favorite FMA fic authors wrote kind of a series of unconnected drabbles based on this quote:

"I believe that all the survivors are mad. One time or another their madness will explode. You cannot absorb that much madness and not be influenced by it." - Elie Wiesel

I'd link you, but some of them are mondo spoilery for the second half of the series, so I'm C&Ping the ones that aren't.

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