i've been reading reviews of and hearing about pledged, a book about behind the scenes in sorority life.
there have been buzzes about the atrocities of greek life before. like the standard big-university, big-national sorority sister that i was, i dismissed the complaints, thinking, "my god, that would never have flown at my house. that's totally some local sorority that has no supreme governing body." from whom what i read and heard, this book deals with more than the unusual bad judgment calls. this book uncovers issues that plague almost any house: psychological ramifications of the selection process, racial and economic biases, phony philanthropic efforts, etc.
i'll prolly get the book, but it's preaching to the choir. looking back on my greek experience, i'd have to say that it was a waste of my parents' money. i am not friends with any of the women in my house anymore, mainly because the ones to which i was closest used me as the butt of all their jokes. a lot of my "sisters" were downright mean to me, and for some reason, i just took it. i now have neatnik tendencies that are seated in some anxiety [insert lemon/lemonade adage here]. a former friend and sorority sister of mine came to this same conclusion years ago, and i didn't get it. i tried talking her out of it. now that i can see it from a far, and she was right. it was a lot of needless, expensive, mean-spirited bullshit.
up until a few months ago, i was still getting the national publication -- i've since discontinued my subscription. i would flip through it and just wonder what the purpose was, what these people who are still so strong with their alumnae societies got that i didn't, and what the draw continues to be. i see my stupid real-gold pin studded with pearls [not cheap] and i get mad thinking what a waste it was. considering i rarely got dressed for chapter meetings because they occurred after dance team practice, i rarely wore it. people actually invested in ones with diamonds? why?
what was the point of it all? why do you value your greek experience? right now, i definitely don't think i will encourage my children to rush. it can be argued that, in some respects, i'm a night-and-day negative of my college self, but i just don't think i ever really knew what the whole point was.
...except a free ticket to mack with all the frat boys. ya got me there.