As noted a few days ago, Wesleying’s A-Batte wrote a plea for prefrosh to stay for Zonker Harris Day and 4/20 and posted it on the Admissions’ “Voices” blog. It was subsequently removed by Admissions staffers, who felt it would be more appropriate for Wesleying. It’s no longer timely for prefrosh, but it is a fun and informative read, so we’re posting it here for posterity.
Hey there, prefrosh! If you’re reading this, there is a greater-than-zero chance that you either are on campus right now or will be in the next couple days, potentially for the first time ever. If you’re a potential member of the Class of 2017, congratulations on your acceptance! Along with the rest of the Wesleyan community, I’m delighted to welcome you here, and hope that you find the various activities of WesFest this year eclectic and appealing enough to seriously consider attending next year. In the way of resources for the next few days, you may want to make use of the administration’s official schedule for the weekend or the WesAdmits 2017 facebook page for accepted students. You may also want to check out the “WesFest” tag on Wesleying, a student-run blog that covers student life on and around campus (which I should mention I write for; sorry if this sounds like a cheap plug).
WesFest runs from today, Wednesday, through Friday, April 19th, and you should feel free to do roam campus as you feel best while you’re here. If you don’t mind, though, and you have the time, I think that you should seriously consider staying for Saturday, 4/20, which is Zonker Harris Day, an annual student-organized celebration which typically takes place during WesFest. If you do, you’ll get a better picture of what life at Wesleyan — social, academic, and beyond — is actually like, which will help you make a more informed decision about your future in higher education. Interested? Click past the jump for some more information.
Can you celebrate 4/20 without “protesting existing marijuana laws” on the hill?
The following article may be appealing to prefrosh who think all of Wesleyan is like this and are reacting like this, whether or not WesFest falls on 4/20.
Around noon on Saturday morning, as I took my first and nearly last steps out of Clark Hall on this most glorious holiday, the repugnant stench of weed began to attack my scent receptors. Walking by Foss on my way to Usdan brunch proved that I was already late for the party—the games had begun.
I had been proactive in my avoidance of the anticipated craziness. Not really, but it was a happy coincidence that we were planning a social program around my friend’s birthday, which was the day before. We had arranged for a projector and screen in order to play Super Smash Brothers Melee as a hall. Asking for the equipment and calling it a social program also got us money for pizza, which is awesome. Thanks, ResLife!
Thus, I left the dorm a second time, to get the giant screen and projector from Bennett Hall. This time I noticed the Whey Station chillin’ in the WestCo Courtyard and people baking in the sun on Foss (see what I did there?). I enjoyed the trippy musical accompaniment as I carried the heavy metal contraption back to my dorm. I entered Clark once more, never to venture out again.
For the fifth or tenth or maybe even twentieth year in a row, hundreds of students gathered on Foss Hill at 4:20 on April 20 to submerge the Middletown skyline in a sea of smoke as potent as any since the Grateful Dead serenaded Foss in 1970. Only this time Dean Rick Culliton gave the practice a name. He called it “protesting existing marijuana laws.” Did you have a civically engaged weekend?
Leave it to students to give it a hashtag:
Once again, the weather was quite a bit friendlier to 4/20 than it’s been to Spring Fling in recent years, and members of Public Safety harshed some students’ mellow by tramping around with video cameras and stamping out joints left and right.
Spoiler: It involves sex, drugs, and
rock & roll projectile vomiting.
Last night, around 7:30 p.m., a few hundred well-oiled members of the Class of 2013 piled into buses outside of Usdan, headed—unbeknownst to passengers—to the Connecticut Science Center in Hartford. Two hours later, a drunker, louder, and scientifically inspired Class of 2013 was herded onto the same buses and driven right back to Middletown. The “Freaks and Geeks, Valentine’s Day style”-themed evening—which cost $40 and made for the third senior event of the year—wasn’t supposed to end abruptly in less than two hours, but according to one student who overheard an exchange between museum staffers and Wesleyan coordinators, the ejection may have been well earned.
“I overheard that staffers at the Connecticut Science Center observed students ‘doing drugs and having sex in the bathrooms,’ and that things were getting broken,” explained the student, who asked not to be named. “I am not sure whether or to what extent that is exaggerated or not; it was said rather offhandedly and by someone who appeared to be under a lot of duress at the time.”
If you noticed copious amounts of baking soda lining the stairs of the museum, that, too, had something to do with the staff’s unhappy reaction.
Charlie Smith ’15 wants to talk about drugs and money:
Healthcare is subject to among the most government intervention of any industry in the United States and yet the results seem to be anything but ideal. Is the solution further intervention or can the free market keep costs low and quality high as it does in most other sectors of the economy?
This week we will discuss everything that is healthcare policy from FDA regulation to medical licensure to health insurance. Hope to see you there.
Date: Tuesday, November 13
Time: 8:00 pm
Place: 41 Wyllys, Room 113
Cost: Free (unlike healthcare)
“Drink your school. Stay in drugs. Don’t do milk.”
Featherwood Bee is a group of lads that make rock music. They played at Yale last week, opened for R. Stevie Moore last month, and are opening an Aural Wes-curated show at Eclectic tonight, along with Yeoman’s Omen. Featherwood Bee’s rock/folk sound is infectious, so much so that it’s been hailed as “Partywave,” “MellowWave,” and “Bath Salts Rock” (by drummer Adam Johnson ’14). Also of note, all band members claim to have watched PBS as kids, so you know they’re nice and wholesome. Check out their eponymous two-song EP after the jump, along with a nifty poem and an interview with drummer and hype man Adam.
From: Andrew Ribner ’14:
Come hear psychologists, psychiatrists, and educators talk about the overprescription of “study aid” drugs, as discussed in the recent New York Times article, “Attention Disorder or Not, Pills to Help in School“
Date: October 20th
Time: 3:00 – 4:30
Place: PAC 001
Starting tomorrow, we will be holding auditions for The Rowdiest and Raucousest Annual WesTradition®…
Bring a song. Bring a funny monologue. (Both optional.)
Show goes up the weekend of May Third through Fifth.
Paul Blasenheim ’12, campus activism coordinator extraordinaire and WesSSDP member, knows a lot about the War on Drugs in America. He’s willing to share some of that information with you (in a student forum designated AMST420, no less) if you simply show up at an information session this Sunday at 7:00 PM in PAC or contact Paul at pblasenheim(at)gmail(dot)com.
Spots are limited; get them while they’re hot:
This semester, I will be facilitating a student forum (AMST 420, 1.0 Credit) called Intersectionality and the “American” War on Drugs. The course is designed to holistically analyze the intersectional issue that is today’s global “War on Drugs,” explicitly through anti-oppression and social justice lenses. The course will challenge us to think beyond a “single-issue” paradigm, to locate the drug war within fields of power and its role in reinforcing patterns of domination. Our studies will link the drug war to institutionalized racism, heteronormativity, imperialism and compulsory able-bodiedness, as well as specific issues including immigration, globalization, indigenous sovereignty, the prison-industrial complex, sex work, militarization in Latin America, addiction and environmental justice.
Before; after (amazingly, this is probably the least disturbing self-portrait you'll see of this guy).
Some of us heeded our parents when they gave us the “drug talk”; some of us did not. Still others chose to laugh in the face of all that is holy, to disdain the powers of perception conferred on us by nature in mind-blowing (literally) feats of hedonism, to taunt the gods of this green earth with the challenge that no chemical could not be ingested, inhaled, or injected.
Bryan Lewis Saunders is clearly of the latter category.
Since I could not possibly do justice to the genius (lunatic?) that this man is, I will let him relate the gist of his project for himself:
After experiencing drastic changes in my environment, I looked for other experiences that might profoundly affect my perception of the self. So I devised another experiment where everyday I took a different drug and drew myself under the influence. Within weeks I became lethargic and suffered mild brain damage. I am still conducting this experiment but over greater lapses of time. I only take drugs that are given to me.
As you might guess, the results walk a thin line between entertaining and terrifying… yet, even still, some of his drug-abusing compatriots might call Saunders a bit of an amateur. These are the truly insane: people for whom a good night continues beyond a few beers and a casual smoke sesh to the mind-altering effects of a bite by a black widow, whose venom purportedly induced a trip where one individual “felt like [he] was in a bubble, [...] watched the trees grow really really tall and then shrink back to normal, and [said] a bunch of random shit” he no longer remembers. This is the community of Erowid.