Let me begin by commending Ashlee Fox for putting together 100 Nights and selling all the tickets in a single weekend. Someone needed to take the initiative to return to the legendary Fairfield fun that alumni so fondly remember, but we will never experience.
In 10 more years, kids at F.U. won’t even know what Clam Jam, Mock Wedding or 200 Nights was.
But we do. The class of 2006 has been robbed of every tradition unique to Fairfield’s graduating students. I wasn’t at any of the senior events last year, and neither were my classmates. But for some reason we continue to pay the price for their stupidity.
The lucky 250 people who will attend 100 Nights on Saturday will have a memorable evening, but what about the rest of us?
How can our fun that night possibly compare to dancing to a live band in semi-formal attire with an open bar?
Fairfield wouldn’t let Fox use StagWeb to advertise (salt in the wound), so people she didn’t know and people who didn’t know her didn’t even get an invitation. Some seniors didn’t even know what the event was until an article in The Mirror said it was sold out.
As our last few months at Fairfield bring us to the inevitable close of college that we still can’t fathom, it is disheartening to know how distrusted we are by our own administration.
We’ve made it this far so we’re definitely not that stupid.
Seniors are now struggling to get into graduate school and find jobs and apartments, and we receive 100 percent less of the rewards than last year’s seniors.
Having an occasion in which less than half of us can participate creates a negative division – the bitter majority who will watch their friends get dressed up before hopping on a bus to a secret location, and the lucky minority who happened to receive an invitation and get their money in on time – but it is the only alternative to not having a celebration at all.
I am a bitter Betty. It’s not a “senior event” unless every single senior has an equal opportunity to attend.
The administration has taken away some of the very reasons I came to Fairfield, and 100 Nights is a further slap in the face to every senior who can’t go and to every senior who wishes 20 more of their friends could have gotten a ticket, too.
Whatever we students do, we do not have the power or money to plan such a night that has been famous in Fairfield’s past.
Maybe we can all go to the Grape that night – oh wait, it’s been closed since we got back from winter break.
Oh well, at least we have graduation to look forward to.
But just in case we do something wrong, every class after us will pay forever with the banishment of that tradition too.
You guys probably won’t even be able to live on the beach. Don’t think its fair? Welcome to the new Fairfield.
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