Take a stroll around campus and you may be alarmed by the somewhat overwhelming influx of business casual attire donned by your fellow classmates. Or, as one imaginative Panhel Rho Gamma described it to her sorority rushes, “the kind of outfit you would wear to meet your boyfriend’s parents.” From OCR to Panhel, we demand an end to this sea of slacks and pinstripes. But as far as obnoxious rush processes go, we’re giving this one to the boys. Theos’ 50-girls-per-class, invite only, open bar Sunday night soiree at drunken hook-up favorite Transit was somewhat odious, but frankly, only pales in comparison to Castle’s alleged rush trip to Puerto Rico. Things didn’t turn out as favorably at AEPi, where freshmen were reportedly disheartened when the strippers they’d expected never showed. If that’s all Greek to you, perhaps you spent your week lining up outside the Radian’s new Chipotle for a free burrito, mourning the Eagles’ loss or even trying to get a peek at now-President Obama at 30th Street Station. Barack on Amtrak? We back that.
The Round Up: 1.22.09
34th Street is an independent, student-run arts & culture magazine. Please consider making a donation to support the coverage that shapes the University. Your generosity ensures a future of strong journalism at Penn.
Donate

