Dear Editor of The Beacon,
I am writing in regards to the article [i]Surfsite Exposed: Inside SMCC’s Dirtiest Dorm[i] in volume twelve, issue eleven of The Beacon. In my opinion this article manipulates the perspective of Surfsite. The article makes Surfsite sound like a dirty pit for students that aren’t expected to succeed. Although I can not deny the lack of cleanliness in the dorm, I can speak on behalf of the residents because I am one of them. Surfsite is not the cleanest place and I believe that is because of two things, the fact that it is an all male dorm, and the fact that it has not been maintained properly by the school. The school has not yet cleaned any of the black mold which is something that students should not have to take care of, neither should they take the blame for it being there. I think it is fair to assume that a male dorm is destined to be a “dirty” place because honestly most guys within our age group don’t pick up after themselves well. I also believe that Surfsite is more of a community then a dorm, unlike Springpoint, the other resident building. The guys at Surfsite, no matter what the situation, treat each other with respect. They all show love and appreciation to each other because that is how a community works. Each resident living at Surfsite has gained my personal respect and proved to me that they are all good people. The article belittles the residents of Surfsite with out of context quotes and out of date statistics. This letter is not meant to be an attack on your or the author of the article in any way. It is meant purely as the unspoken truth about the wonderful men of Surfsite.
Jonathen T. Smith
Where are the snacks on campus?
The other day I was trying to get work done on campus. It was during lunch and during a break from class that I was staying on-campus for. I usually dedicate this time to getting work done, but that day I hadn’t eaten breakfast and was in dire need of a snack to keep me going through my next classes. I do not have a meal plan at the cafeteria, so my only other option on campus was the Seawolves Café. While I was hungry enough for a meal, there was work I needed to get done, and my plan was to buy a snack and eat it on the walk back. Unfortunately, when I got to the Café, there was a line out the door. A friend of mine, snacking on an apple, told me it had been that way for at least half an hour. While one may wonder why there was only one register open during a busy lunch hour, that might be a question for another op-ed. Unwilling to wait 10-15 minutes for an apple or a bag of chips, I walked back to where I was working and sat hungry and distracted through my next two classes. Which got me thinking, why aren’t there any snack machines on campus?
There is currently a debate on whether vending machines have a place in public schools– critics see it as a cynical way to make money off of impressionable children with little regard to their health. One might wonder, however, about the curious lack of vending machines on our campus. The food offered is already slopped before us with little regard to our health, and wouldn’t they like to make money off us impressionable children? Further, most buildings on campus already have a vending machine. How is it that, if we feel inclined to feed money to a robot in exchange for dispensed goods, our only option is a 20 oz bottle of soda? Why can’t we get apples, or trail mix, or a Dorito or Funyun?
Most vending companies offer an arrangement where, in exchange for a heavy cut of the profits, the vending machine itself is free or mostly free. And while the company might take their fair share, it would not be long before the vending machines are producing profit for the campus coffers from the happier, well fed, more intelligent, and better-looking students patronizing said machines. Maybe the money could help refill those depleted student activity funds.
In conclusion, snacks. I demand more snacks: for me, and for the rest of the student body. And for the staff and the faculty too. I demand them quickly and conveniently, and deliciously. If there’s a ten-minute break in a two-and-a-half hour class, my options as they stand right now are: cigarette break, or a pepsi. How about an apple?