The Search for Love in Manhattan

January 14, 2004

N.B.: This post is inspired by a recent post on this man's blog.

In college, I lived in the dorm widely known to be the place where all the pretentious artsy clove-cigarette-smoking fags lived. We enjoyed this reputation and did our best to live up to it. Other dorms had Italian Tables and German Tables at mealtimes for those who wanted to practice speaking those languages; we had, in addition, a wildly popular French Accent Table. One year the theme for our winter formal was the Masque of the Red Death; the next year it was the Seven Deadly Sins. That sort of thing.

The year before I got there, the dorm T-shirts said "[Name of dorm]: We're all gay and we're coming to get you." I live to this day with the regret of having been fool enough not to do everything within my power to obtain one of these.

But my junior year, I attended the dorm committee meeting at which they were going to decide what to put on the new T-shirts. A front runner quickly emerged: "[Name of dorm]: You are who you pretend to be." Someone suggested that it would really be much snobbier (and therefore better) if the shirts said "We are who we pretend to be."

I sat listening for a while and then offered what seemed to me to be the obvious choice: "[Name of dorm]: We are who you pretend to be."

This was greeted with great acclaim and accepted unanimously. Then whoever took the order to the T-shirt place told them to italicize "are" and "pretend" and ruined the whole damn thing.

I still have the shirt, but I can never wear it without a certain bittersweet awareness of the absolute impossibility of perfection.

Posted by Faustus, MD at 02:51 PM

TrackBack Pings (TrackBack URL for this entry: copy me!)

Comments

1) Theresa said (on 01/14/04 at 04:29 PM):


The ancient Romans had a concept boiled down into one beautiful word:

existimatio

"I am what you see in me"

It helped to govern their lives, and, agreeing with the truth therein, I have taken it to heart (and to screenname).

Who says a Classics degree is useless?

2) jeffrey said (on 01/14/04 at 05:45 PM):

i was also in the artsy clove smoking fag dorm, you did creative things, i sat around drinking Coors Light and making a wall out of the empty cans, maybe thats why all my fellow fags thougt i was a trashy asshole,
oh well

3) matt said (on 01/14/04 at 08:00 PM):

I can't fault your slogan, but I still think "[Name of dorm]: We are not who we pretend to be" would also have had a nice ring to it :)

[Theresa] Thank you: existimatio will forever more be a part of my armoury.

4) Thom said (on 01/14/04 at 09:24 PM):

Whereas my dorm at the same college was at that time still known only by a direction rather than a name. At the northernmost end of the campus, and considered by many to be rather out-of-the-way, its t-shirt bore the following (albeit borrowed) slogan:

"Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning."

5) tim said (on 01/14/04 at 11:21 PM):

You need to "Let go, and let God."

6) Jalal said (on 01/15/04 at 11:06 AM):

I sit with tears in my eyes. Those suggestions ... oh wow ... those heavenly suggestions.

7) Wayne said (on 01/15/04 at 04:35 PM):

"[Name of dorm]: Mascara, totally Fabulous!"

Wait, where's my coffee?

8) Crash said (on 01/15/04 at 05:50 PM):

I was in the same type dorm at a rather conservative college in TN.

My t-shirt idea (which was chosen and worn proudly) was:

Homonecropyrobestialiphobia: Fear of [name of dorm].

And there was a drawing of a dead burning cat.

In reality, homonecropyrobestialiphobia was, as I imagined it, fear of having sex with a dead burning animal of the same sex as yourself. But it seemed to work for our dorm.

9) Adam875 said (on 01/15/04 at 08:05 PM):

As I get older, I'm discovering that the line between "artsy fag" and "total nerd" is very fine. I think I need to start changing my label for my own college years.

10) Peter said (on 01/16/04 at 01:23 PM):

Hey, I remember those T-shirts. Man, were they obnoxious. I totally loved them.

You may be sad to learn that [name of dorm] is now a pale shadow of its former fabulous self, although they still do a drag show every year.

11) Alex said (on 01/16/04 at 03:09 PM):

Gosh, I had a somewhat similar solution (except you have to replace "pretentious artsy clove-cigarette-smoking fags" with "socially inept, brainy, monty-python-quoting geeks".

I was going to comment about it here, but it got too long so I blogged about it instead.

Post a comment



Feeds: Atom | RSD | RSS
[What is this?]

Archives

(including The Best of the Search)

May 2008

April 2008

March 2008

February 2008

January 2008

December 2007

November 2007

October 2007

September 2007

August 2007

July 2007

June 2007

May 2007

April 2007

March 2007

February 2007

January 2007

December 2006

November 2006

October 2006

September 2006

August 2006

July 2006

June 2006

May 2006

April 2006

March 2006

February 2006

January 2006

December 2005

November 2005

October 2005

September 2005

August 2005

July 2005

June 2005

May 2005

April 2005

March 2005

February 2005

January 2005

December 2004

November 2004

October 2004

September 2004

August 2004

July 2004

June 2004

May 2004

April 2004

March 2004

February 2004

January 2004

December 2003

November 2003

October 2003

September 2003

August 2003

July 2003

June 2003

May 2003

April 2003

March 2003

February 2003

January 2003

December 2002

November 2002

October 2002

September 2002

August 2002

July 2002

June 2002

May 2002

April 2002

March 2002

February 2002

The Best of the Search

Faustus Goes on a Date

Faustus Attends an Orgy

Faustus Is on the Horns of a Dilemma

Faustus Is Filmed in a Pornographic Movie

Faustus Places a Personal Ad, Part I

Faustus Places a Personal Ad, Part II

Faustus Has a Good Day

Faustus Proposes a New National Holiday

Faustus Goes on an Ill-Fated Ski Trip

Faustus Creates a New Form of Exercise

Faustus Notices Something

Faustus Discovers a Kindred Spirit

Faustus Suffers From Unrequited Love

Faustus Is Caught Off-Guard: A Cliffhanger

Faustus Asks a Question: The Cliffhanger Continues

Faustus Gets an Answer: The Cliffhanger Concludes

Faustus Makes a Telephone Call

Faustus's Scheme Goes Awry

Faustus Plans a Vacation

Faustus Meets a Lost Soul

Faustus Gets a Tan

Faustus Gets His Priorities Mixed Up

Faustus Makes Things Difficult for Himself

Faustus Celebrates the Passover

Faustus Is a Terrible Person

Links

The Fritz Wunderlich Survival Page

Enquire Within Upon Everything

Notes & Errata

The Best Acupuncturist in the World

Furious George and the Cross-Country Crime Spree

True Porn Clerk Stories