Pull yourself up by the bootstraps, get the coffee grinding, put the toast in the toaster cause its Monday morning people and I, like many of you, have a long day ahead. I packed up my backpack filled to the brim with books, food, and Sunny-D, and took off on my bike to school this morning thinking about the many tasks I needed to complete today.
When I arrived at school, everything looked the same, but the atmosphere felt a bit different. I guess you could say that the feeling of urgent concern was in the air filling the halls with anxious tension. As I walked through the main quad I saw someone I recognized, it was some guy from my philosophy class passing out flyers about a student protest to take place Tuesday at noon. Finally, something is happening other than question and answer “Talks” at the schools Aloha Java cafe; something profound. Despite these half-baked attempts to offer students ridiculous explanations for the hike in tuition, less classes, and furlough days, action needed to be taken.
UC schools have not been so apt to lay down and die like their CSU counterparts, they have been rallying and holding walkouts since the fall session. So why have most CSU’s been silently stewing and pouting with no action? Especially when my university just dropped a few hard dimes on redesigning the schools logo? Something is up here, and I think that universities have abandoned their students, they have forgotten that we are the life blood that fills these educational institutions with purpose.
Despite these pressing times for college students, at the very least my lone philosophy classmate of mine has finally had it, many students have finally had it, professors and faculty have finally had it. Tomorrow in the quad at noon we will remind California’s university system that without the students, without us; they are nothing.