'Campus: Green' or 'Campus: Good Times'?
Focus
Cody Kees
Issue date: 8/27/08 Section: Opinion
Welcome to the University of Arkansas - to Campus: Green!
Oh, how I chuckled when I read the UA had finally hit it big. The Princeton Review had ranked us the top campus nationally in terms of our environmental efforts. Who knew that accomplishment came with bragging rights?
I should be proud, indeed, that I join the elite of environmentalists in conserving energy and resources and making recycling second nature. That's a good skill to have for operating a business, cutting utility costs or just simply being a good steward of Mother Earth.
Maybe I should consider selling my SUV? Anyone know where I could find a nice pair of Chacos to compliment my new look?
Cynicism aside, UA officials needs to pave the way for greater recognition by peer evaluators.
My naiveté yearns to return to the days when the UA was at the top of the list for more exciting things, like "Party School of the South!" (So my brother, alum of 1992, tells me.) I hear the parties started at one end of Dickson Street and stretched all the way up to Humphreys Hall.
Maybe that's a bit exaggerated, but I enjoy listening to his embellishments of what he often regales as the true "Hog Heaven."
Yet, even in his days, students were conscientious of not littering the environment; heck, no need for cups or cans - they drank straight from the keg.
Our days as an elite party school are certainly behind us. Perhaps the days of being on the "Got Milk?" and the "Scotch and Soda, Hold the Scotch" list by The Princeton Review are in front of us.
We enter the second school year with tightened leashes in matters of campus conduct, a new regime of change by our dean of students. Freshmen dare not even drink fermented grape juice in order to avoid the mere presence of the college-age sin: underage consumption.
All of this is not only in fear of the usual disciplinary actions, but, even worse, of being left to walk the treacherous hills of our campus after having parking privileges revoked.
Oh, how I chuckled when I read the UA had finally hit it big. The Princeton Review had ranked us the top campus nationally in terms of our environmental efforts. Who knew that accomplishment came with bragging rights?
I should be proud, indeed, that I join the elite of environmentalists in conserving energy and resources and making recycling second nature. That's a good skill to have for operating a business, cutting utility costs or just simply being a good steward of Mother Earth.
Maybe I should consider selling my SUV? Anyone know where I could find a nice pair of Chacos to compliment my new look?
Cynicism aside, UA officials needs to pave the way for greater recognition by peer evaluators.
My naiveté yearns to return to the days when the UA was at the top of the list for more exciting things, like "Party School of the South!" (So my brother, alum of 1992, tells me.) I hear the parties started at one end of Dickson Street and stretched all the way up to Humphreys Hall.
Maybe that's a bit exaggerated, but I enjoy listening to his embellishments of what he often regales as the true "Hog Heaven."
Yet, even in his days, students were conscientious of not littering the environment; heck, no need for cups or cans - they drank straight from the keg.
Our days as an elite party school are certainly behind us. Perhaps the days of being on the "Got Milk?" and the "Scotch and Soda, Hold the Scotch" list by The Princeton Review are in front of us.
We enter the second school year with tightened leashes in matters of campus conduct, a new regime of change by our dean of students. Freshmen dare not even drink fermented grape juice in order to avoid the mere presence of the college-age sin: underage consumption.
All of this is not only in fear of the usual disciplinary actions, but, even worse, of being left to walk the treacherous hills of our campus after having parking privileges revoked.
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