So we’re not going to let just Stanfordites claim their love for Scrabulous. In talking about the Facebook application, we at the Clog refuse to deviate from the outlined dialog that surrounds such hipster trends:”We liked it before it was popular.”(i.e. we liked it before Stanford.)We want to say that we liked it even before the people at Facebook declared their love for the game or before the Scrabulous group was formed, but that is a bit more of an exaggeration.But one-upping the “The Unofficial Stanford Blog” is more our thing. When it posted love for the Facebook application, which included this limerick, we had to show them up with a rival post (especially this week):
There is this new game on the Platform,Everyone seems to play– it’s the norm;It is really quite fabulous,And oh so much fun…That wonderful, wonderful game called Scrabulous!
Is it bad that we like Scrabulous a lot less after reading that poem? Or after they misspelled “addiction” (later correcting it) in the headline of a post on a game focused on spelling? Pshaa, whatever, even if Stanfordites want to encroach on our trendy hipster ways of wasting studying time, we will always be able to find new, hipper ways faster than them.(At another online word game, FreeRice, for every question you get right, 20 grains of rice through United Nations are donated to help end world hunger. Take that Standford! Do you save starving masses in your spare time?)Yet, ultimately we can’t deny our love for Scrabulous. What we really want is a big Scrabulous tournament between Oski and the tree. We guess tomorrow’s game is the next best thing. But for now, we’ll just beat Stanford with our own Scrabulous haiku:
Inspired by the Big Game breathing down our necks, the Clog decided to peruse The Stanford Daily and found an alumnus of ours riding Berkeley pretty hard.
Howard Loo, who attended both Stanford (B.S. 1997) and Berkeley (J.D. 2003), decided to bash Berkeley students for their rendition of the national anthem in an Op-Ed article. He cited students for their lack of respect for our nation on account of alterations to the national anthem.
After reading the article, the Clog had a nice laugh at Loo’s expense. Somehow in the middle of his blind patriotism, he mistook the harmless exuberance of Cal fans as a ploy against the nation and Stanford. Searching for meaning in every word should be left to close readings of Thoreau—replacing the word “red” with “blue” does nothing to change the spirit of the Star-Spangled Banner.
Along the way of eloquently arguing his point, he made several remarks that caused the Clog to question Boalt’s admissions panel. First off, this is by no means a new tradition. To the Clog’s knowledge, Berkeley students have been singing this version for years now.
Loo also made sure to clarify issues that have been in the dark for years.
I was appalled, disgusted and shocked by the concerted efforts of Cal students to disrupt the singing of our (both Stanford and Cal’s) national anthem.
Really Loo? Do we actually share the same national anthem as Stanford? All this time we thought they were busting out “O Canada” down on the farm.
To close, Loo encouraged Stanfordites to remain classy and not stoop to level of Berkeley students. The Clog is guessing that in his bible, peeing on the opposition’s grass and making band formations in the shape of penises is the respectful thing to do.
After discovering the latest omen of the world’s coming demise, the Clog encourages Berkeley students to put down their books and enjoy their short-lived time on earth.
From one perspective, this is not the apocalypse, but the glorious second coming: Now there is finally a hipster Nick Jr. show that aging hipsters can show to their toddlers. It’s so hip, Urban Outfitters might want to sell the seasons if it ever starts a children’s line. But underneath what appears to be a layer of trendiness, the Clog has discovered a terrifying, haunting element worse than the worst things we can imagine might go down in People’s Park. (Yes, that’s Elijah Wood appearing on “Yo Gabba Gabba”).Though on the surface, to those living in Berkeley, wearing pashmina scarves and sporting bizarre, pseudo-trendy sunglasses, the show “Yo Gabba Gabba!” sounds great. Look at that title–it’s so edgy and artsy, even the hip Clog staff doesn’t know what it means.
The show is created by members of The Aquabats. One of the animation sequences in the show is designed by indie cartoonists Evan Dorkin and Sarah Dyer. Hipster retailer Kidrobot (who has a store on Haight, the pathetic hippie-hangout rival across the bay) makes action figures and a clothing line for the show. Icons of coolness, from indie bands like The Shins, Biz Markie and Tony Hawk have appeared on the show. Wikipedia explains the hipsterness:
The absurd style of humor used in the show is intended, like The Aquabats, to appeal to adults through its manic, frenzied approach to wholesome messages, while at the same time carrying all the family-friendly content of the average Nick Jr. program.
Yet this artifice of trendiness is something very terrifying. This video made us question the purchase of that vinyl we bought at Amoeba last week (the vinyl we bought even though we don’t own a record player). This video made us question those pashmina scarves, and the last hour we spent playing Scrabulous. Underneath all of our hipster actions, is there a creepiness as creepy (and hilarious) as this video?
All we know is we can’t wait for finals to be over so we can watch “Yo Gabba Gabba” during the day. And we really liked (and feared) the part in which Elijah Wood says, “Let’s go crazy!”
Yo Gabba Gabba! [YouTube]
Yo Gabba Gabba! [Wikipedia]
Yo Gabba Gabba! [Web site]
In the hills of Berkeley, there exists a bright beacon of Golden Bear pride, and that is the Big C. It’s a steep hike (give us a break–we work behind computers!), but the Clog sallied forth at 10 p.m. to visit and otherwise disrupt UC Rally Committee’s guarding during Big Game week.
First things first: If you plan to take pictures, make sure you have a charged camera ready to go. So much for being tech savvy.
Needless to say, we managed to take some pictures …
After huffing and puffing, we reached the top, where “C” marks the spot. Despite our loud comments of “Let’s paint it red!” and “Ambush Rally Comm!,” there was no one to hear our genius. We walked across the C, stepping on a light (oops), and we realized the C had a whole string of lights looped around. So we plugged it in.
Unfortunately, Rally Comm sucks at lighting, but perhaps that’s all for the better, considering they had Christmas lights against the dry brush of the hill. Their decorated C was lackluster at best.
We must have signaled to them because soon after three bewildered Rally Commers came trudging up the hill. We greeted them, offered chocolate, but they spurned our hospitality. They attempted to fix the lighting, and we took pictures of ourselves.
The view was amazing at the top of the hill, especially during this holiday season. If you are either drunk or have a camera that’s about to die, the view would look something like this:
The Rally Commers walked the perimeter of the C, finding a smashed bulb at the base. “It must have been Stanfurd,” we said. Of course. Oh, how we love school rivalry!
Then we really thought Stanfurd was coming up the hill when a whole herd of men arrived at the scene. Immediately they stared snapping away, their flashes bright in the nakedness of the night.
“Take pictures of them taking picture of us!” one of us shouted.
Engineers! They weren’t Stanfurdites at all, just some pleasant (albeit awkward company). At least they were friendly enough to scarf up our chocolate peace offering.
Rally Comm never did figure out the lights while we were up there, but it was still enjoyable to hang out around a demented-looking-candy-cane string of lights. While they futzed about, we dusted off our pants and bid all a good night, knowing that would be the last time we’d ever hang around that many freshmen and engineers.
Normally the Clog doesn’t buy into PR gimmicks, but we can never resist mocking something. When a delightfully deserving PR gimmick falls into our laps, then we’ve hit paydirt.
This week we received an e-mail from Diana, a marketing/PR coordinator for Yardbarker.com. For a moment we thought we happened upon a great tip, even better than learning of Nate Longshore’s blog:
Marshawn (Lynch) just put up his first post (on his Yardbarker blog) the other day, and, well, it’s pretty awesome. As a Cal alum, I think the students would really enjoy checking out his blog, so I’m writing again to see if we can work together to get the word out to them.
Intriguing … Diana continues with her forthrightness: read more »
In case you’ve been in a shell your entire time at Berkeley (basically every engineering student), the biggest bonfire west of the Mississippi River is here again. The Greek Theatre will be on fire on Friday with the annual Cal Bonfire Rally set to get underway at 7 p.m.
Everyone should be encouraged to come on down to the rally whether they are planning to attend the Big Game or not. For a couple of hours, Berkeley students will be able to forget the miseries they’ve accumulated over this past semester and share a few laughs, cheers and possibly a wave.
The Clog is getting psyched about what has become a traditional Haka—we’re going to be bringing our A-game after watching loads of All Blacks videos. If our football team put as much heart into their play as these former mic men put into their Haka, we wouldn’t be losing to the likes of Pac-10 cellar-dweller Washington.
Placing a close second to the Haka is the “freshmen more wood” ritual. After scouting this year’s wood tossers, we’re officially placing the line at five for number of times a crate doesn’t reach the fire.
The Clog would also like to applaud the UC Rally Committee for putting together the gathering, which also happens to be its only successful event all year (trust us on this). Be aware at all times while strolling on Sproul Plaza, and don’t get sucked in to attending another one of their happenings.
For those of you who will be attending your first bonfire, the Clog encourages you to sit as close to the pit as possible for the most intense experience. You can thank us later.
Posted by Krista Lane on Tuesday, November 27, 2007 03:59 pm
Just before we went off and stuffed ourselves with stuffing over Thanksgiving break, it seems the University of California buckled under the pressure from minority Asian groups to flesh out ethnic categorization on the UC application.
But while proponents couch ethnic categorization on the merit-based application as “useful information,” the UC’s attempt to close a can of worms appears to have opened another.
The decision will triple the number of available check boxes for applicants who hail from the continental area southeast of Russia, west of Hawaii and north of Australia–the region to which we now refer only euphemistically to avoid organized backlash against the use of “umbrella terms.”
We noticed, however, that the similarly agglomerative descriptions “Chicano,” “African-American” and “White” don’t fall into this category. Maybe those descriptions are more properly labeled “parasol terms.”
Officials and proponents argue the additional check boxes address the low representation of subgroups within the “other Asian” and “other other Asian” categories. We wonder, though, whether small percentages of groups whose percentages in the world are also small qualifies as underrepresentation.
Perhaps the move is designed to correct the perennial iniquity wrought by the ability of “white” students to choose from an unparalleled 50 different associations on the application.
Count Me In, the advocacy campaign for the issue, no doubt sees this as a success, but we wonder why the campaign deliberately chooses to Count Other Ethnic Minorities Out. If subgroup underrepresentation is a problem, shouldn’t the myriad students from regions currently identified as “Latinos” or “African-Americans” feel similarly about being lumped together?
One might expect that a higher education system touting diversity would take every opportunity to represent the infinitude of possible ethnographic origins of its applicants, yet UC’s latest move largely ignores vast regions of the world.
Boxing up ethnic groups on applications under auspices of being interested in the information without offending someone is impossible. A list responding to whoever cries “underrepresented!” loudest will still ignore groups who will likely complain later. An exhaustive list of possible ethnicities would waste time, money and moral fiber. Perhaps both scenarios could be avoided by providing each applicant a world map and a diversity-flavored thumb tack.
So which ethnographic statistics should the University of California reflect: the population of the world, the population of California or equal percentages across all ethnicities also mandating everyone to hold hands under rainbows and smile brightly at all times?
Image Source: Edited by Krista Lane
UC to Break Up Ethnic Groups on Application [Daily Cal]
Check Box for Identity [Daily Cal]
Jon Wilner of the San Jose Mercury News recently pulled a Debbie Downer on the Cal-Stanfurd rivalry, saying, “My premise was that on the 25th anniversary of The Play, the Cal-Stanford rivalry is a fading blip on the rivalry radar.” His reasons?
The stakes are rarely high, the games usually aren’t close, and there hasn’t been a major upset in decades.
Without those three elements (stakes, competitiveness, upsets) you have a second-rate rivalry.
Well, while Wilner continues to see scholastic rivalry in purely athletic terms, we Cloggers are busy uniting our people against a good, old-fashioned common enemy. So put on your blue and gold best, in the name of Cal pride! Besides, let’s be honest–at this point in the lovely season, is Big Game spirit really about the football?
Not really. Four-fifths of the Clog staff doesn’t even care for the game. However, our sentiments are mostly in line with one passionate Cal fan’s romantic defense for our beloved rivalry.
Nothing matches Big Game Week on the Cal campus. Blue and gold lights everywhere. Band performances. Night rallies. And of course, the Bonfire Rally at the Greek.
Also, we can’t forget Oski’s showdowns with the Stanfurd tree. Lovable mascots and hardcore school spirit tug at our gentle heartstrings sometimes.
Other times, they just makes us barf–at least when it’s coming from the other side. A recent foray into the long-winded boringness that is The Unofficial Stanfurd Blog turned up a disturbing “Beat Cal” photo contest, whose past participants take their photos in exotic locales like Paris, China and outer space.
Obviously, the tree has a bit of difficulty finding support ’round these parts.
It’s on, Stanfurd. It’s on!
Image Source: Blaire Bailey, Daily Cal
Cal and Stanford football: Is Big Game becoming irrelevant? San Jose Mercury News
As promised, here’s the grizzly footage of Stanfurd’s tree against dear Oski. We love the commentating for this video, but most of all, we love that even as Oski’s escorted out, he still struts his signature walk.
And here’s another thought: Anyone see an allegory here? If Oski can beat up the Stanfurd tree, how does that bode for, say, a grove of oaks against a group of Golden Bears?
Yesterday the SF Chronicle ran one article and one editorial on issues in colleges. The article addressed how colleges cope with extremely large classes. The editorial was part of a “weekly guide to higher education” and addressed the possibility of the UC changing the weight of the SAT in the admissions process.We thought the Chron was fascinated with us, so it makes us sad when they don’t mention the school across the bay, especially when the articles apply to us so directly. Who has big classes? Berkeley has big classes! And who had to take the SAT? Berkeley students had to take the SAT!OK, so in this case it was AP that covered the story about the big classes. So we’ll cut them some slack … but we don’t want Berkeley’s perspective on big classes or the SAT to be left out of the picture.In regard to big classes, at least we don’t have classes bigger than 1,200, like the University of Colorado. But, well, Chem 1A, among other huge classes, pretty much suck.In regard to whether the SAT should still be strongly considered in UC applications: A comment from a Berkeley student on the Chron’s weekly feature gave an interesting perspective and gave it with almost more (reckless) school spirit than the ASUC. They even exercised the triple-question mark, voicing that, once again, the Chron doesn’t understand Berkeley.
UC Berkeley is without question the top University in the world, which makes it one of the most competitive for entry. As give-away grades are still an issue in high schools and cheating on tests a known factor … what then would be a fair standard for admission??? … Not everyone can go to Berkeley . A sad but true realization is that all students are not created equal.
The Clog thinks that things shouldn’t be made easy for incoming applicants because they already have the advantage of the StatFinder.Colleges Cope With Bigger Classes [SF Gate]College Bound: A weekly guide to higher education [SF Gate]