According to multiple Facebook statuses and several posts on Twitter, posters like the one above appeared around campus likely sometime overnight. The posters read: “Illegal immigrants in your town? Do your part!” and figure a white woman stylized as a cartoon and present a phone number for Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE). I’ve blocked out the number above so as to not reproduce this dangerous piece of information. According to accounts that have been circulating on social media, there are other posters around campus referencing “white genocide.”
Several people on Facebook have been calling for these posters to be removed, sharpied-out, and/or posted over by anyone who sees them. I want to reiterate these calls and say that whoever is responsible for these posters is absolute filth. In addition to bystander actions, Public Safety should be actively removing these posters around campus, as they are a threat to students and full time Middletown residents.
It is hard to say whether or not these were posted by a Wesleyan student, especially given the scope of national press coverage of Wesleyan’s sanctuary campus declarations last fall.
In this new, post-Snowpocalyptic world, man must battle machine for dominance.
When I shoved open the door to Butterfields B this morning, dressed in layers for all levels of chilly tempest (protip: Under Armor, then shirt, then hoodie, then coat), the only path to get out of the labyrinth was manmade — boot imprints probably left over from last night’s late-night partygoers. That was approximately 10 a.m. By the time I returned half an hour later, the CATs had carved out a path to the doors of my building but were still working on A and C. At least the wind wasn’t as awful as it got last night. No amount of Wesleyan hoodie will protect your face from snow that does not simply blow in one direction, but whips around and aims specifically at faces— like predator drones.
Despite the scary ubiquity of the snow, I was not the only person attempting to cross this hellscape. Also attempting to leave were a group of sophomores from Butt A — one of whom was not actually wearing shoes. I walked with the group through the semi-plowed paths and crossed Lawn Avenue, which, at the time, had seen exactly 0 clearing action. These are streets, that cars are ostensibly supposed to be able to drive on— well, not at the moment. The snow was about four feet high, and completely covered from High Street up. So we waded across.
Going to Church Street, which was completely driveable, we all had to avoid the CAT clearing the student paths. Don’t think about using stairs any time soon — they’re all submerged. The way to Usdan was pretty easy from there out, as the plows had pretty much made a neat-enough path along College Row. What’s amazing is seeing how Allbritton, PAC, and South College are impossible to get through, because the snow is just drowning them. I was a little worried that some of these glass doors would break under the pressure.
More of my adventures, and two entire galleries of photographs, after the jump.