Issue date: 5/3/02 Section: Opinion

Lately I've heard talk around campus about how hard it is to party. These days it seems like every gathering gets broken up by some kind of authority figure. Hendrix has this new maximum occupancy rule, which was really enacted to stop the sex, drugs, and rock& roll that have made Hendrix famous. Kids are being written up for drinking out of cups, even when they are of legal age. The Conway Police are going to throw Greg VanderVeer in jail if the Yellow House has another party. Basically, a whole gang of power-tripping RAs, tattle-tales, administration, and cops think that their scare tactics are going to crush the spring fever out of our beloved bubble.

However, there are signs of hope! People are still kickin' it, proving that you can't scare college kids into sobriety. Gee, I could have told them that. Busting a bunch of kids for lame offenses is just going to piss everyone off. In fact, kids from an unlikely array of cliques can agree on at least one thing. We don't like the direction the school is taking. The opposition is widespread. Students from every dorm, class, and creed don't want to see our school's scene go down like UCA. We like playing outside in the spring on our campus.

Last time the administration cracked down like this was during the infamous Big Gerl raids of 2000. That was a sad time of room raids, fire drills, and suspensions. There was widespread student opposition that went beyond whispering behind her back. People spoke their minds in j-board hearings. People flyered campus with messages of dissent. The MPS was born. Some crazy guys even spray-painted their thoughts in front of Mills, and you can still see the scars of that controversy on your way to class. It was a great time in the unwritten history of Hendrix. The moral of that story is that Dean Gerl is gone. Her spirit may live on, but so does the spirit of resistance.

Seriously, I have had four excellent years here, and I have managed to get a decent education to boot. I would hate to see Hendrix lose it's spice. So, I don't know about you guys, but the next time somebody tells me to pour out my beer I am going to keep drinking it as I tell them to write me up. I hope I get my j-board quick, so I can tell these people to their face what I think they are doing to sweet Hendrix College. Wouldn't it be funny if a whole bunch of us did the same thing? What could they do?

If they get the Murphy House, then we should demand the Drunk Trap.

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