Hello readers! Today, I'm starting up a new series post called: Love and Respect your: whatever. So every so often, I'll just vent out on something we all should love and respect, but others don't.
So today's column is your University. Well, i'll personally vent about mine. So today was finally the pushing event, that sparked this new column. Personally, it has never pushed me this far. So walking home from lecture in Wheeler hall, I found myself face to face with graffiti. Well, usually, Graffiti has been a very common place thing, growing up in Alameda, surrounded by the industrial part of Oakland and San Leandro, I would see graffiti everywhere. But back to this. One of the university's most distinguished monuments, the Gate of Sather, or Sather Gate has been vandalized. One of the oldest things on campus, has been vandalized. And what's more, written in the typical graffiti fontage, is the word: Punks. Obviously, punks have vandalized the school. For shame. I know, deep down, all of us have a deep love for the school we go to. That's why we cheer at the football games and we participate in activities around campus every so often. My guess, it's probably one of those tourists. I've been seeing them around lately actually. A bunch of, well... not to be racist, but honest, namely massive groups of gangish looking latinos. All prospective students for Berkeley. Supposedly. And one of them could have been carrying a paint marker, and marked up the gate. I wont point fingers, but in my mind, they're the first suspects. Outsiders, people building up their street "cred." and whatnot.
Kinda hard to enjoy your own place without people marking it up. So far, a trashcan, the gate, one of the seals and the balstrude for the gate has been hit. Shame on you. I dont go into your house and vandalize it. But for the rest of you university students who know what i'm talking about next, you might get pretty pissed. So I saw a guy, attempting to go from Sproul plaza up towards um. Wurster. Its a very hilly route. Even its hilly for me. But he's on crutches and I see a Loop car go by, I, thinking that it would stop for him, watched as it zipped by and started up the hill, while he, fully laden was still trying to get up there. When I got to Wurster. Before my eyes, I saw the little Loop car had stopped only to pick up a football player who in no way looked immobile or impared in the legs. The higherarchy of persons allowed to use it at this point, is hazy and one cant help but note, Is'nt the purpose of the Loop to assist the handicapped around campus?
That's it. Love, Respect, Other stuff