Southern Discomfort
Geez, what’s a guy got to do around here to get a little hate mail? Any ideas, Lassie? What’s that, girl? Write an article making sweeping generalizations and semi-accurate assumptions about Greek life? A boy doesn’t even need a heroic talking dog to accomplish that.
North Face jacket: Check. Expensive car: Check. Inability to think for myself: Check. A defensive attitude when I realize I’m not really better than everyone else on campus: Check. Okay, I think we’re ready.
So, I’ve noticed some of you Greeks have a problem with people picking out your flaws lately. I have three words for you folks: big, freakin’, deal.
I’m pretty sure you’re not just now realizing the University community has been hating on you for decades now. Maybe it’s your “I hung the moon” attitude or your big, flashy vehicles. I don’t know, I don’t understand brats. But something about you drives other students to look upon you with disdain or jealousy, depending on the situation.
Whether you like it or not, these observations are pretty accurate. The air of irresponsibility that truly does plague frats is apparent to anyone who shoots more than a passing glance while driving down Milledge.
You can call “unfair stereotype” all you want. Truth is, stereotypes have to originate somewhere, and I’m willing to bet it was your actions that begot these negative views in the first place.
But let me clarify. I’m not stupid enough to believe every Greek organization on campus falls under the same roof of decadence and disrespect as some of the others. Some of you have your heart in the right place, holding charitable events and attempting to exude an air of sophistication to combat the negative connotations that come with being Greek – and for that, you should be commended.
On the other end of the spectrum, it is ignorant of non-Greeks to take cheap shots at Greek life when a few bad apples are brought to light in a newspaper.
Sure, most of them do deserve to have damaging articles written about them at least once a week, but to lump all Greek life together simply is obtuse.
As far as a simpleton is concerned, the same questionable events and debauchery are going on behind the doors of every house on Milledge. And because of this, it’s up to each individual Greek organization to do one of two things: one, take positive steps to counter the negative light in which you have been portrayed; or two, continue to make complete and utter fools of yourselves and come up with new excuses for the few morons that give your house a bad name.
Me? Oh, I don’t care one way or the other. I’m just here to make fun of people who shoot themselves in the foot day after day after day.
- Ryan Robinson is a columnist for The Red & Black


