It’s been awhile since we’ve levied any criticism or against or written any satire about the Voice, which has been better written and more relevant (perhaps I should say, actually relevant!) in the past couple years or so while The Hoya has gone in the other direction.  So fuck, let’s do it!

From today on the Voice’s blog, here’s a quote about their cover story today on Jack DeGioia:

It’s pretty clear from this week’s cover that a lot of Georgetown’s faculty, staff, and students have a very high opinion of President John DeGioia. The majority of the people I spoke to for the cover see him as an able manager, a caring leader, and to some extent, a visionary.

The post goes on to cutely, not satirically, compare DeGioia to a superhero.  No joke.

If we take a look at this cover story, we see who the people who make up this “majority of people”:

For this story, the Voice spoke to a dozen longtime faculty members who have known DeGioia throughout his career, and senior administrators who have worked closely with him as president.

Other than a couple of former students and Councilman Jack Evans (who seems pleased that the University has thrown students under the bus in recent years to improve relations with bitchy neighbors), I don’t see anyone quoted in support of DeGioia who is not a Georgetown employee.  In other words, people who could be fired or otherwise forced out by DeGioia all think he’s a great president!  It’s amazing!

This is not as troubling on the surface as something a friend told me when I mentioned that I was going to be interviewed for this piece.  This friend used to work in the President’s Office.  He or she was contacted by his or her former boss there, who let my friend know that it would “reflect poorly” on the boss and on my friend if my friend were to speak to the Voice for this story.  In other words, it was a threat.  In other words, DeGioia’s office was actively working to make sure no negative information got in the story.  DeGioia’s office didn’t want former low-level employees to give any information to the reporter, yet current administrators, all 100% on-message, were apparently free to give their time.  (You have every reason to question my use of an unnamed source, which probably reads weird here, but I’m not willing to jeopardize a friendship for a stupid blog that is just about to delve into penis jokes.)

To its credit, the story does feature the point of view of the other side, cast here as students who criticize DeGioia for being aloof from student life, including yours truly contributing my usual poorly worded newspaper quote and an unusually extensive variety of chins I apparently brought with me to the Voice photographer’s photoshoot.  I don’t believe I was particularly relevant to this story.  I know for a fact you can find other critics in higher places than the student body.  But I had other, perhaps more vital criticisms of DeGioia that are not mentioned by me or anyone else in the article.  DeGioia’s main gift seems to be his ability to grovel, as one can see in the money he has raised for the endowment and in his rise from a lowly hall director all the way to the top, or perhaps it’s his ability to be totally inoffensive and forgettable as a human being.  But he is missing other leadership qualities, i.e. most of them.

And also to its credit, the Voice Ed Board correctly criticized DeGioia in the same issue.  But I think they could have investigated further.  Not like I expect that from a Georgetown journalist, but it’s nice when it happens.

But enough of this bullshit, let’s get to the penis jokes!

You see, the Voice cover has it all wrong: the administration is not like the Brady Bunch.

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It’s more like a circle jerk!  [I was going to Photoshop this, but I thought I would save all of us the vomiting.  So just imagine it in your heads.  Oops, sorry.]  Yay, let’s all join the PEN15 Club!

There we go!  Now, it was obviously very hard for many of the administrators quoted to say any words to the Voice, on account of DeGioia’s dick being in their mouths the whole time.  But, thankfully, they did!  So we get to take a look at their intelligent, reasoned ass-kissing.





Provost James O'Donnell

Provost James O’Donnell

O’Donnell is pretty tame here, with no quotes to make fun of really, but on the upside, he is perfect for the Blingee treatment.





Todd Olson
Todd Olson
Todd Olson
Todd Olson

“Vice Presidents Interviewed for this Piece”

Best friends <3!

Rather than micromanage the University, the vice presidents interviewed for this piece said, DeGioia affects campus life indirectly, laying out his vision for the school, which different campus departments must then work to fulfill. DeGioia is concerned with the specifics of student life, Georgetown academics, and faculty composition to the extent that these factors contribute to his hopes that Georgetown will become a globally known, academically prestigious, and financially stable institution where important intercultural and interreligious dialogue take place.

So 1) DeGioia lays out a vision and does nothing personally to fulfill it and 2) does care about the ACTUAL EDUCATION GOING ON HERE, but only as far as it has to do with this other shit he’s concerned with.  Sounds like a leader to me.  DeGioia cannot be bothered with students and faculty and learning.  He hates that stuff!  What does that have to do with a university?!  A university is about reputation and money, not about silly stuff like students and professors and education!

From his Leavey Center office, Todd Olson has a clear view of the heart of campus. To the west, he can see the Yates Field House, the Rafik B. Hariri Building, the Southwest Quad, the Harbin athletic field, and the bare expanse of earth where the new science building will eventually stand. Healy Hall’s austere towers peek out over the roof of the Bunn Intercultural Center to the south. It is a fitting view for the man DeGioia relies upon to take the pulse of campus and report back about the state of student life.

In other words, Olson has the same exact viewpoint of student life DeGioia does: hundreds of feet up in the air and far away, the students looking like tiny ants.  Yes, Todd Olson.  Good Ol’ Mr. Alcohol Policy sure has his finger on the pulse of the student body!  It’s the perfect arrangement!





A.C. Arend

Professor Anthony Clark Arend

The piece ends, like all news features, with 9/11.  DeGioia, like many leaders that day, overreacted, basically shutting the school down and declaring a DPS police-state.  Next, DeGioia let student groups know that they had resources available to them!  (I know!  Student groups being given resources, not having to force them from the hands of the University!  And all it took was one measly terrorist attack across the river!)  And then what did DeGioia do?  He went out, pissed on some Jewish students who were in his way, and killed all the Muslim students on campus.  That’s what we’d all do in that situation.  Right?

By the end of the day, DeGioia had attended and spoken at Catholic, Protestant, Jewish, and Muslim services across campus—an extremely important gesture, Arend said, at a school whose community expects spiritual as well as administrative leadership from its president. At the Muslim service, Wayne Davis said, DeGioia sought to reassure those attending that the Muslim community was welcome at Georgetown.

“What I’m sort of reflecting is the community came together, and President DeGioia was our leader,” Arend said. “And it was a moment like that you say to yourself, ‘This is the man we want to be president.”

WOW.  WOW.  WOW.  WOW.  He didn’t even murder one Muslim student, and there he was, SHOWING UP TO A HANDFUL OF ON-CAMPUS RELIGIOUS SERVICES!  What a spiritual leader!  Great story, A.C.!





Hugh Cloke

Associate Dean Hubert J. Cloke

Clokey!  Always a joy.

Administrators seem aware of occasional student grumblings that DeGioia is aloof and under-involved in campus life on Georgetown. Speaking to the President’s limited on-campus presence, Cloke said emphatically that a president who acted like he was “the mayor of Georgetown, out on the streets everyday” would be a president who was not doing his job.

“I don’t think you have to be immediately there for everyone in these moments to convince people that the institution is concerned about them,” he said. “I think at some point it’s a waste of somebody’s time. It’s like Obama going to Copenhagen for the Olympics.”

Students quoted in the piece may think they think DeGioia is not concerned enough about them, but as Clokey explains, deep down, they really are convinced he is, even though DeGioia is not “immediately there.”  And Obama was wrong to go to Copenhagen to try to help win our country the Olympics (an established precedent for world leaders in the running for these things)!  What a waste of time!  Leaders should not spend their time traveling the world, seeking to advance their country and its institutions.  They should stay at home, doing concrete things that show constant, tangible progress.  You know, like Jack DeGioia does.  That’s why he’s always on campus, doing what he does best on campus, not being on campus.

Paying attention to students and their education and life on campus is just like Obama going to Copenhagen!





Dr. Porterfield

Vice President for Strategic Affairs / Interim Athletic Director Dan Porterfield

Dan Porterfield should be the president of Georgetown.  He has shown himself to be a competent manager just like DeGioia, but he has all the skillz DeGioia lacks.  Porterfield is an engaging speaker.  He’s a serious academic.  He’s charismatic.  He involves himself directly in student life.  He cares about students and their education very deeply.  It wouldn’t surprise me if he knows the names of over half the students on campus.  He has actual opinions that people might disagree with, and it seems like he would at least somewhat decisive in his decision making, unlike DeGioia’s wishy-washiness.  As for grovelling for endowment money?  Porterfield wouldn’t have to.  As I said, he’s an engaging speaker.  Alumni would freely open their wallets for him.  He would be an excellent face of the University.  And I’m sorry my endorsement probably somewhat hurts his chances of that ever happening.

However, he said this, referring to DeGioia: “Virtually everything that we do that you see here, he created.”  How could you, Dr. Porterfield?!  You make DeGioia sound like a god!  I really hope this brown-nosing is an isolated incident that is nonetheless necessary for you to become president.  Please, Porterfield.  You give me faith in Georgetown administrators!





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Professor Pietra Rivoli

Congrats to this lady too!  This is some great stuff.

When then-President O’Donovan announced his intention to retire, DeGioia seemed to many like a natural candidate to take his place. Pietra Rivoli, a business school professor who sat on the selection committee, said that the 23-person committee tasked with finding O’Donovan’s replacement interviewed tens of candidates, Jesuit and non-Jesuit alike, from private sector, educational, and public policy backgrounds, but that none of them evinced the knowledge of Georgetown that DeGioia had.

“He knows where the light switches are in every building,” Rivoli said.

He may have no idea what is going on on campus, but he knows where the light switches are, so if he were to ever get forced out, he could take a job with the University as a janitor!  It’s good to know DeGioia has the skills of an autistic.  A young Illinois State Senator, Barack Obama, also came before the selection committee seeking the job.  “You seem like you have some interesting ideas, and maybe some leadership qualities,” Rivoli said.  “But do you know where all the light switches are?  Do you know what kind of wood the crosses are made out of in Walsh?  Do you know what brand of tea they buy in the English Department?  No?  Meh.”

Meh?

Rivoli said DeGioia also showed unparalleled enthusiasm for the University.

“He was spellbinding, he was captivating. That’s why he is where he is today,” she said. “An interview would finish and we’d all look around at each other and sometimes it would be, ‘Meh, I don’t think so,’ but with Jack, I remember we would all just look around at each other and say, ‘Wow.’”

Rivoli is a lolcat.  That’s the only explanation.  When you see DeGioia speak, you think, “Wow, this man is spellbinding and captivating.  Spellbinding and captivating.  Spellbinding and captivating.”

Meh.





I am now officially a crazy blogger!  How the hell did this hit 2000 words?

 

Last week, Vox Populi beat this blog to the punch reporting on what may be the douchiest posting ever on the SEO job board, unleashing a flood of comments, including one from yours truly.  Now that this kid has been thoroughly chastised, that’s the end of people asking for personal assistants on that job board, right?  Wrong.

Today junior Michael Pfeiffer posted his own position: “Project Assistant and Task Coordinator.”  But don’t be fooled: this is the same exact thing; he even goes on to call it a “personal assistant.”  This can’t be for real, I thought.  This must be a joke.  He must be making fun of the other kid.  He can’t have seen this on Vox Populi and thought, Oh, that’s a great idea! Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem that way:

Job Description

I am a Georgetown Undergraduate student, seeking a mature individual to help me with daily tasks, organization and errands. Hours will vary from 1-2 hours a day, depending on tasks, and should not exceed 6 hours a week. Pay will start at $10/hr, and will increase with experience (normal weekly pay will start at $20-60, $80-300/month). Hours required per week will be flexible and will vary depending on assigned tasks and need. I am very flexible with timing, and because many tasks will be completed independently, you can complete them on your own schedule. However, certain tasks will require my direct input and will be scheduled for a mutually agreeable time. I live a block from the front gates, making this job perfectly suited for a Georgetown student looking for a job with high flexibility. As my personal assistant, you will receive an email each evening with a list of projects for the next day, but all may not need to be completed that day. Certain tasks will occur on a regular schedule, to be set according to your availability (such as dry cleaning and laundry). Each task will include a priority and time estimate. Certain tasks, such as laundry, which involve dead-time during which you can work on other tasks or on independent projects (your own work) will be counted in a discounted manner. A portion of the work should be interesting and engaging (such as correspondence or planning events and logistics), and this is a good opportunity to meet new people.

Job Requirements

Please email a resume (if available) and a brief description of your availability and interest. Preference will be given to a Georgetown student or person who lives near campus. Must be reliable and good communicator (regularly checks email, updates me on the status of tasks or problems, etc.). Should have familiarity with GTD and good with computers (but specialized skills can be taught). Non-smoker preferred. Male and female applicants welcome. Example tasks include: -Manage Email -Drop-off/pick-up dry cleaning -Do Laundry (in townhouse) -File papers -Manage electronic accounts -Input dates into calendar -Shopping and Running Errands -Making orders online -Making appointments and reservations -Making travel arrangements (i.e. taxis, car reservations) -Planning events -Managing written correspondence -Load/Empty dishwasher -Drop-off/pick-up books at library

Michael Pfeiffer is more meticulous, and his writing is obviously that of a junior, as his douchiness is an older, wiser douchiness.

I am seriously considering taking this position.  I can meet new people!  I always feel like I haven’t met enough douches at this school.  Will these douches like me?  Will they take me under their douche wings, teach me the douche way of life, and one day come to consider me one of their own? And “specialized skills can be taught!”  Thanks, missah!  You’s sho’ a real nice boss, helpin’ me with stuff us uneducated folks ain’t be understandin’!

Only problem is, I had to Google “GTD.”  Not sure he’s willing to teach that.  That shit has to be intrinsic.

So do two nearly identical (the market has clearly set the wages for this work at $10-12/hr) posts make a trend?  Are requests for babysitters on the job board going to be pushed aside by a deluge of rich kids looking for personal assistants?  And is that deluge going to set off a douche arms race, a competition to see who can pay their fellow students of modest means the least and to see who can come up with the most degrading tasks for their fellow students to perform?

I, for one, am glad that we can set aside the understated but strong socioeconomic differences among the student body and just go for full-out exploitation of the poor students by the rich students.  Some day soon, not only will poor students be driving rich students to their internships, doing their laundry, and loading their dishwashers, they will also be writing their term papers, putting on their clothes for them, and performing their weekday blowjobs.

 

Have we had any good Public Safety Alerts so far this year?  Not that stabbing is good, but you know what I mean, the details on these things can be pretty funny.

Tonight: a man stabs a worker at Cosi and flees with money from the restaurant.  Nothing unusual about that.  But this man had a “bandana [sic] covering his face and a black hat with the word ‘Cosi’ printed on it.”  Notice they don’t say this was a Cosi hat that an employee might wear.  So this was just a plain black hat with Cosi scrawled on it?  And I assume wearing a bandanna covering the face is not a part of the company dress code.  Sheer brilliance.  It’s obvious how he had such an easy time sneaking in, looking so much like a Cosi worker.

So was this just the latest step in the Corp’s passive-aggressive “anti-corporate” campaign against Cosi?  Or was the work of an individual who felt slighted by a bad sandwich?  Either way, the walking allegory of the evil, faceless Cosi corporation was pretty good.  I’m gonna be that for Halloween.

HECKLER UPDATE: Yet another new issue (I know!) will be on your digital doorstep sometime in the next few days.

 

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We’re practically halfway through the semester, and no protests yet.  However, along with some making fun of the disabled, there are still troubling things going on, not counting the usual substandard campus journalism that at times pales in comparison to other media. Today’s victim: humor.

I’m not sure I stressed it enough during the fallout of the April Fools’ Issue last semester, but one of the other things slighted by The Hoya in that issue was comedy in general and satire specifically.  Now, obviously this is not as important in the grand scheme of things when compared to racism, but it is painful for comedy geeks like myself to see it treated in such a way.  I’ll try to leave it at that, because something of comedy also dies when you discuss it like a high art form and what it means to the lives of those create it.  But the pleasure I get from seeing The Hoya try to do what the Heckler does each year and failing pales in comparison to the sadness I get from seeing satire written poorly and becoming something hateful.  As I said, I’m a geek.

The Hoya’s mantra from here on out should be, “Don’t publish anything that’s racist; and if you’re trying to be funny, and it’s not funny, don’t publish that either.”  They are not following it with their editorial cartoons.

At points in the past, I’m sure these have been funny.  In fact, someone who has often contributed to the Heckler used to do these things for them.  But if they can’t find a good editorial cartoonist, they just need to not have one for a while.  Editorial cartoons themselves these days are usually hackneyed and ripe for parody, but the form is not dead, and laughs can still be had from them.  The Hoya’s cartoons by their current cartoonist, however, are a unique kind of terrible.  Not only are they not at all funny, they usually don’t make any sense either.  Whatever the cartoonist is trying to say is completely imperceptible.  The space on the third page of each issue is a complete black hole for humor and reason.  And on the website, they are attached to op-eds that have nothing to do with them.  Huh?

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This most recent cartoon was paired with an op-ed on Obama’s Nobel Peace Prize on the website.  So many questions arise.  Did the cartoonist just think that putting swine flu news together with something collegey (beer) constitutes a complete thought?  Does he somehow think that the University is lax on alcohol regulations and tries to force alcohol on its students?  Or is it trying to distract students from the shortage, which is obviously not true?  And why do these “BEER KEGS” have spigots for attaching a garden hose on the bottom of them and nothing on top?  Has the cartoonist ever seen a beer keg?  Finally, look at the wrist on that table.  LOOK AT THAT WRIST.

I could cite more examples (especially if The Hoya gave me any possible way to locate these cartoons on their site), but I can feel comedy dying with each word I write.

In other Hoya news, apparently someone on the Ed Board got an alcohol violation in the past few weeks!  And they are still refusing to name the student arrested for shooting off that gun in McDonough, despite the precedent set by their giddy article in the less serious Simon Wu incident.

 

qNow, this news is a little old. I was editing our first issue last week when I got a suspicious e-mail from this blog’s antagonist, John Q Pierce. “Dear Student,” it begins, “Consistent with the requirements of the federal Higher Education Opportunity Act, I am writing to provide you with a summary of the consequences of drug convictions on your ability to receive federal financial aid.”

Shit shit shit shit shit shit. Oh God, did I get busted for pot somewhere on campus and not remember it? Fuck fuck fuck. What did I do?

Turns out, this e-mail went out to all students. Or that’s how it appears. Seems a little odd, don’t you think? How often do we get e-mails from John Q Pierce? Checking the records from my three previous years at Georgetown, I found he only sends out notices for pre-registration or a final exam schedule. And a student drug policy e-mail seems a little like Todd Olson’s department, no? Did this go out to everyone on campus, or was it just doctored to look like it? And why did my computer suddenly catch on fire five minutes after I got the e-mail, destroying the e-mail but somehow leaving the rest of my laptop intact?

The answer, of course, is that there is a secret message in this e-mail for me. But what is it? Huddled Masses, please let me know:

 

New Issue Sept ‘09

It’s up. Along with the new site. Drop us a line if you have any trouble with this site. Hopefully we’ve made the correct blood sacrifices and such to the correct WordPress gods.

 





Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this weird felt propaganda wall. Sorry, I just came from Russian Foreign Policy. Anyway, the first Heckler issue of the year is going to be up early next week. And we will have a redesigned, hopefully more functional website. I apologize that it will go up right away without interruption, and we will not have to take our site down for four months like The Hoya.

 

Things have been going strong for The Hoya the past couple weeks in the racism department. But in its soul, something has died. Todd Olson doesn’t get it! The Hoya is a RAUNCHY, IN-YOUR-FACE, UN-PC comedy gift to the world. And if you won’t let them make fun of black people, THEY’RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO TAKE THEIR JOKES TO ANOTHER HISTORICALLY DISADVANTAGED GROUP. It’s called attitude, and The Hoya has it in spades, unless by spades you mean black staff members.

This week: the disabled! The Ed Board writes a bland editorial in favor of that wheelchair guy suing Mr. Smith’s for allowing him to be a fire hazard and then not. “Big deal.” OH YEAH? Well, you just have to look a little harder, my friend! The title of this story? “Standing With Taylor: Solidarity Counts.” Get it? They can’t stand with the guy in the wheelchair because, by definition, he cannot stand. SATIRE.

Uggggggggh. Seriously, they had to have realized what they did, right? That has to the most inane title for the piece they could come up with. Nobody writes a headline that poorly unless they’re trying to make a joke. Uggggggggh.

While we’re at it, does anyone know this kid? I will withhold vitriol because I’ve really maybe only said a word to him once or twice, but everyone I know who knows him thinks he’s, well, whatever polite word for douche bag exists that I can insert here. And, “I thought he was supposed to graduate last year, isn’t he like 25 by now?” Small sample size, so who knows, he may not be a d-word, whatever. Anyway, the interesting thing is, if you go to his website, it’s pretty much a chronicle of what happens when you’re a rich, well-connected disabled kid.


“LEMON!!!!!”

(See what I did there? I could write for The Hoya!)

Before you leave the site, make sure to donate to his trust fund. Don’t look at me like that! It’s a special needs trust fund. Special needs people need more than one trust fund. That’s why they call it special needs.

Thankfully, we’ve learned from this Hoya article that this guy “has not ruled out pursuing a monetary settlement.” God speed!

And remember, if there’s anything you learn from this courageous individual, it’s that the Hamptons are a very dangerous place. You could jump into a sandbar and come up suing a landbar.

EDIT 9/20: Reader Will Sommer notes that since publishing this article on Friday, The Hoya has changed the title of the article on their site to “Solidarity Counts,” though Will notes “the URL is still standing with Taylor.”

EDIT 9/22: And now they have moved the article to a new URL. It’s true, anonymous commenter, the printed version of the article was entitled “Standing Behind Taylor.” But that’s still pointing out he can’t stand, no?

 

As always, if the administrator responds, we will post it.


Josetta:

Let’s skip with the pleasantries. A year ago, when the nation was gathering together to celebrate Patriot Day, I sent you a letter about blue cups, blah blah blah. Things didn’t go well last year for the Georgetown University Soft Drink Society (GUSDS). Once again we were turned down for SAC funding, and when you didn’t return my letters about the blue cups, the board began to see me as a weak leader, and a rebel group led by Paul tried to wrest control, in violation of the GUSDS Constitution, the accepted stance of the National Collegiate Soft Drinkers Association, and the good will of soft-drink lovers across the nation’s capital. I was able to keep my position, expel Paul, and force the other insurgents to drive up to his house in Connecticut and hang a white sheet stained with grape juice in the big oak tree in front of his family’s porch.

I am stronger than ever before.

Obviously, you felt some degree of fear in responding to me last year, but please remember that, despite my power as president, I am just a student like anyone else. I noticed that the blue cups quietly returned, and in turn, you have been allowed to keep your job as Beverage Director up to this point.

However, we again have a problem. Every time this year I eat lunch in the “Down Under” section of Leo’s (more commonly known among students as “Leo’s Australia”) at your restaurant called The Diner, which is to say every day I eat lunch, I have yet to see the blue cups. This is an abomination.

And at this point, I’m about ready to call it racism. Just kidding. You assumed I was a black person because I always eat in The Diner when in fact I just like eating unhealthy food and want to be near it at all times. Shame on you. Stop reading The Hoya.

Just bring back the blue cups, no questions asked, and my group will forget the whole thing happened. I assume you like your position as Food and Beverage Manager and would like to continue to manage providing food and beverages to your children. We hope for the same.

Yours again,

Jack Stuef
President
Georgetown University Soft Drink Society

 

I have counted on a few things being constant during my stint at Georgetown: John Thomson III is the basketball coach, chicken fingers are served at Leo’s on Thursday, and The Hoya is protested for doing and publishing things a lot of students find racist. Now, I haven’t always been able to keep my life stabilized on the assumption that I will see chicken fingers on Thursday, but the other two seem pretty solid. So this blog will be on watch all year following The Hoya as it attempts to restrain itself from inevitably publishing the issue that will spur this year’s anti-Hoya-racism protests to break out. Thankfully the Media Board suspended The Hoya’s bid for independence this year, because the Media Board has proven to nurture the kind of journalism from The Hoya the past couple years that results in really nice, full anti-racism protests.

So far, after the first day of classes, The Hoya has officially not been protested yet. Tuesday’s issue, the first of the year, is very careful not to make jokes about “good old vanilla-chocolate swirl interracial fucking.” In fact, they were so careful not to make Jessie Sapp seem light-skinned, they darkened a picture so much that he and much of his surroundings are nearly impossible to make out.

A good start, but how long can the passive-aggressive protest-avoidance be sustained?