Death of the student Union.
August 30th 2006 06:10
I was on the news the other night. Myself and about 100 other students at my university marched up to the chancellors’ office and protested about the closure of the student union.
Yes, With VSU the student union can no longer afford the lease on the buildings they build on Uni land and will slowly fade away to nothing. As the huge banner says, "Goodbye The Club, the Refectory, the Coffee Cart and the free condoms!"
Ok, so to be honest, I didn’t really know what was going on until the student president stood up and screamed passionately into the microphone about the injustices being done unto us students, But it sounded good, and I certainly didn’t want to see everything that distracts me from my study be taken away- SHOCK I may actually have to do work at uni!
So off I went, somehow at the front of the movement, chanting, feeling all protesty and attracting lots of attention. Once in the chancellors’ office, we sat around outside, singing, screaming and letting our presence be known. He had obviously been alerted to this prior to our appearance, and had three security guards with him. Never underestimate an anthropologist/future teacher/ marine scientist/ chemist* etc on a mission!?
Slowly but surely, the crowd diminished- students were willing to take a stand, but not when it cut into class time. After one post, you may notice my attitude towards my lectures is slackening, so i stayed until the end. The 12 or so of us left when the student president and her entourage emerged from the chancellor’s office cheered loudly- having bonded and become the best of friends within the 2 hours we had protested.
Our point had been heard- we were voiceless no more! Not only could we scream really loudly into the face of fascist authority, but we did it on the news- Channel 7, ABC radio and channel 10- the country would hear about us poor students who need our beer and condoms at uni to survive, and about how the man was trying to deprive us! HOORAH!
Later, after a beer or two with the protest organisers, I decided to actually check out some of the other things my student union offered me- I turned up to a class at the gym, found some of those condoms, enjoyed the atmosphere of the Club, and prayed that we won the war against our Uni- I'd hate to lose the lifestyle I've become accustomed to.
And just to finish up this post, having read the latest Bullsheet (the S.A bulletin) is an anonymous poem written for the Funeral/protest we had.
Yes, With VSU the student union can no longer afford the lease on the buildings they build on Uni land and will slowly fade away to nothing. As the huge banner says, "Goodbye The Club, the Refectory, the Coffee Cart and the free condoms!"
Ok, so to be honest, I didn’t really know what was going on until the student president stood up and screamed passionately into the microphone about the injustices being done unto us students, But it sounded good, and I certainly didn’t want to see everything that distracts me from my study be taken away- SHOCK I may actually have to do work at uni!
So off I went, somehow at the front of the movement, chanting, feeling all protesty and attracting lots of attention. Once in the chancellors’ office, we sat around outside, singing, screaming and letting our presence be known. He had obviously been alerted to this prior to our appearance, and had three security guards with him. Never underestimate an anthropologist/future teacher/ marine scientist/ chemist* etc on a mission!?
Slowly but surely, the crowd diminished- students were willing to take a stand, but not when it cut into class time. After one post, you may notice my attitude towards my lectures is slackening, so i stayed until the end. The 12 or so of us left when the student president and her entourage emerged from the chancellor’s office cheered loudly- having bonded and become the best of friends within the 2 hours we had protested.
Our point had been heard- we were voiceless no more! Not only could we scream really loudly into the face of fascist authority, but we did it on the news- Channel 7, ABC radio and channel 10- the country would hear about us poor students who need our beer and condoms at uni to survive, and about how the man was trying to deprive us! HOORAH!
Later, after a beer or two with the protest organisers, I decided to actually check out some of the other things my student union offered me- I turned up to a class at the gym, found some of those condoms, enjoyed the atmosphere of the Club, and prayed that we won the war against our Uni- I'd hate to lose the lifestyle I've become accustomed to.
And just to finish up this post, having read the latest Bullsheet (the S.A bulletin) is an anonymous poem written for the Funeral/protest we had.
Burying The Union
Student Union’s dead.
A funeral was held today.
Black dress for remembrance,
VSU’s a circumstance,
but was the uni’s fault they say.
About a hundred here
out of however many thousands.
Cameras for the evening news,
they shout about power abused
but so few numbers perhaps shows
that apathy consumes?
So bravo to you, the apathists,
who couldn’t really care.
Who take emails at their word,
who find it all rather ‘absurd’,
content enough to graze and graze
confined within your herd.
Yes, hurrah for apathy!
Our self-indulgent cure.
But just be warned; the cud you chew
’s born of your own manure.
Student Union’s dead.
A funeral was held today.
Black dress for remembrance,
VSU’s a circumstance,
but was the uni’s fault they say.
About a hundred here
out of however many thousands.
Cameras for the evening news,
they shout about power abused
but so few numbers perhaps shows
that apathy consumes?
So bravo to you, the apathists,
who couldn’t really care.
Who take emails at their word,
who find it all rather ‘absurd’,
content enough to graze and graze
confined within your herd.
Yes, hurrah for apathy!
Our self-indulgent cure.
But just be warned; the cud you chew
’s born of your own manure.
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