2008 Woodie Awards
Point-Counterpoint
Student Segregated Fees have increased steadily over the years... how fair are these costs?
Matt Hegge
Issue date: 4/4/07 Section: Opinion
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A discussion with Wormy
It was a nice night or morning, depending on how you looked at it. Spring was trying to poke her nose into the hard steel face of winter as it receded north again. Our entertainment was a jug of hippie grade and revolutionary talk on the back porch where the screens were busted out and the air flowed freely. "Aw man, whata we need those fees for?" Wormy wined over his glass at me.
I always get these young revolutionaries up here late at night. They just seem to be the ones with the fire in their crotch for a little excitement. I can't blame them, I used to be the same way, yelling and screaming about the injustices of it all while the sane world was tucked away in their cozy beds, but I'm old now and all that jazz just seems like a lot of knocked heads and tears when I think of it. Tonight we were discussing the relative waste of money that college is for the majority of students, something about meeting certain social standards and how the college was making a killing of these poor drones. I don't know. I agree with the argument, but I was too far in before I realized it, so it doesn't really matter for me now. What the hell though, if he wanted an argument I could enlighten his dull understanding of the world.
"Wormy, we need these fees because they pay for the services that you depend upon as you waste your parents money at this so called temple of higher education. If they didn't plow the side walks in the winter your parents would have a few more bucks in their pocket, but their skinny degenerate son would be out shoveling the walks instead of going to class. Think about it. You have to pay for all these comforts that we enjoy one way or another. This is a service based society."
"Well, what about these student government fees? I don't believe that we need a government. Representative democracy hasn't done one thing for me except legislate laws for the use of my oppressors."
"Oppressors? Give me a break Wormy, you've never been oppressed a day in your life. You still have the milk stains in the cracks of your lips. Enlighten your self on the complexities of the system before you hoist up your anarchist banner. If you want to get rid of the oppressors you are going to have to go a lot farther than abolishing student government. They just mediate all this nonsense. If you want change you are going to have to burn a lot more than just the student government. Let me know when you get the stones up to do that, because I haven't yet."
That was about the end of it. I was out of smokes and the sun was starting to peak over the bluffs as the sky turned orange and pink.
-Matthew Hegge
It was a nice night or morning, depending on how you looked at it. Spring was trying to poke her nose into the hard steel face of winter as it receded north again. Our entertainment was a jug of hippie grade and revolutionary talk on the back porch where the screens were busted out and the air flowed freely. "Aw man, whata we need those fees for?" Wormy wined over his glass at me.
I always get these young revolutionaries up here late at night. They just seem to be the ones with the fire in their crotch for a little excitement. I can't blame them, I used to be the same way, yelling and screaming about the injustices of it all while the sane world was tucked away in their cozy beds, but I'm old now and all that jazz just seems like a lot of knocked heads and tears when I think of it. Tonight we were discussing the relative waste of money that college is for the majority of students, something about meeting certain social standards and how the college was making a killing of these poor drones. I don't know. I agree with the argument, but I was too far in before I realized it, so it doesn't really matter for me now. What the hell though, if he wanted an argument I could enlighten his dull understanding of the world.
"Wormy, we need these fees because they pay for the services that you depend upon as you waste your parents money at this so called temple of higher education. If they didn't plow the side walks in the winter your parents would have a few more bucks in their pocket, but their skinny degenerate son would be out shoveling the walks instead of going to class. Think about it. You have to pay for all these comforts that we enjoy one way or another. This is a service based society."
"Well, what about these student government fees? I don't believe that we need a government. Representative democracy hasn't done one thing for me except legislate laws for the use of my oppressors."
"Oppressors? Give me a break Wormy, you've never been oppressed a day in your life. You still have the milk stains in the cracks of your lips. Enlighten your self on the complexities of the system before you hoist up your anarchist banner. If you want to get rid of the oppressors you are going to have to go a lot farther than abolishing student government. They just mediate all this nonsense. If you want change you are going to have to burn a lot more than just the student government. Let me know when you get the stones up to do that, because I haven't yet."
That was about the end of it. I was out of smokes and the sun was starting to peak over the bluffs as the sky turned orange and pink.
-Matthew Hegge
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