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Before you head over to Christine and Janene’s newly redesigned spot, feel free to stick around for a sec to read my most recent rant. Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you:
If you’re not familiar with this student or her story, school yourself HERE. If, after you’ve read about her, you’re not disgusted, move along. My letter is none too complimentary…
Hello. I am white so my ideas are very important. You may not like them, but that’s okay. In fact, you are encouraged to contact Anderson Cooper regarding my communication, as I would so love to be on his show and my blog could really use the exposure.
Now that we’ve gotten the formalities out of the way, let’s examine the “satire” you wrote after being rejected from various Ivy League schools, AKA: #FirstWorldProblems.
First up, you acknowledge that you “offer[s] about as much diversity as a saltine cracker.” You’re clearly referring to the fact that your skin is void of tan; however, I would like to politely point out that your personality is also pretty blah. Sure, you’re impressive using words like dearth, but I can’t help but wonder if some of your sparkling charm seeped through your college essays, solidifying your spot on admission’s Oh Hell No List. I also wonder if you have many friends. Why would I say such a thing about a kid? Because you said this:
“…had I known two years ago what I know now, I would have gladly worn a headdress to school. Show me to any closet, and I would’ve happily come out of it.”
In keeping with my girl Tina Fey’s SNL skit, I respond with REALLY?! Really, Suzy? So you would gladly become a minority who has experienced intolerance, social injustice, bullying and bigotry to go to a fancy school? Just want to make sure I’m understanding you. To clarify: you’re an elitist?
Let’s keep this ship sailing, shall we?
I’m not going to lie to you, Suzy; I kinda wanted to punch you in the larynx when I read this part of your fascinating “satire:”
“I should have done what I knew was best. Go to Africa, scoop up some suffering child, take a few pictures, and write my essays about how spending that afternoon with Kinto changed my life.”
Holy shit, Suzy. You’re a real piece of work.
Know what I make my son do when we’re done playing Candyland? We shake hands and the loser offers the winner a heartfelt congratulations. You may find this silly because you prefer to throw tantrums when you don’t get your own way, but I believe (I went to a state school, so really, what do I know?) that I’m modeling the kind of respectful behavior that I hope my son emulates when he doesn’t make the team or is rejected from his college of choice.
Listen, I know that you are disappointed. I can imagine how disgusted you and Mom and Dad were when you sat down at the dinner table to discuss how unfair it is that those pesky African American, gay, and Indian students stole your spot at Stanford. But would it have been so hard to shake your classmates’ hands and congratulate them? Maybe publicly making nice with those you have offended would have helped your cause? I don’t know, it works for celebrities…
Here’s the thing, Suz. Can I call you Suz? I give you credit for not accepting no as the answer and for keeping your eye on the prize. More power to ya, really. But the manner in which you presented yourself, in writing and on national television, made you look like a bitter, spoiled, pretentious, entitled brat. And don’t even get me started on your parents! Don’t get me wrong, I am very happy for you and your GPA. Your SAT scores are incredible, and as an English teacher who hails from your neck of the woods (how ’bout them Buccos?!), I would give my left arm to have a student of your caliber in my class. That said, numbers and scores don’t speak to your character; your actions speak to your character. And after your stint on The Today Show, a lot of people think you kinda suck. I am among them.
I understand that not everyone will share my opinion; in fact, I’ve spoken with some this evening who believe what you are saying has merit. To each her own. But the bottom line is this: life has a way of leveling the playing field. I am currently working with Harvard and Notre Dame graduates (please recall that I attended a state school), and these women make the same amount of money as I, and–hold onto your seat, Suz–we are friends.
Do you need a minute?
I sincerely wish you all the best, and I hope that you achieve your goals and reach your dreams and all that other happy crap. In the meantime, if you need a lesson in humility and grace, my 3-year-old and his Candyland board are available after nap time.
Please don’t compare your writing to 30 Rock ever again,
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