It’s been a while! I fully apologize for not writing since getting to MIT – it’s been a crazy few weeks, but I’m finally settled in and ready to blog. I moved to Burton-Conner this year, which, much like East Campus, has very different floor cultures, so I’m very happy to say that I’m now a resident of Burton 1, and unfortunately for Snively will probably never move out. Burton 1 is known for its ’09 floor chair Kip, whose voice is deeper than the Atlantic Ocean and is only a few decibels louder than a sledgehammer, its collective love of the song “The Way I Are” by Timbaland, and Dima and Rich’s classy tea parties (an invite was once extended to Susan Hockfield, but she never RSVPed).
Since our return for the fall semester, however, the parties on our floor have been increasing in number, size, and volume, to the point that people in China can almost no longer hear Kip’s inside voice. Saturday night’s event went much later and louder than was acceptable, and so, after our floor chairs met with our housemaster Roe, the floor convened to discuss how we would deal with similar situations in the future. Eventually we began discussing possible solutions, i.e. events in lieu of blasting dance parties – one of which was the “silent dance party”.
Later that evening Jamie of the 133 suite sent out an email:
“When blasting loud music fails….
We are thinking of investing in some silence :-)
Buy a radio transmitter (range ~ 30 ft) and put it on our ceiling.
Buy very cheap wireless headphone fm radio sets. (about 20)
And of course…
The initial cost would about around $100. After that most likely about $10 a party for enough batteries for 20 people.
Everyone gets their own headphone set so we all listen to the same stream of glorious music. We can dance, and no one outside our suite can hear a thing.
Besides, isn’t $100 worth the look on Roe’s face when he walks in to a room full of 20 people dancing in complete silence?
We want input.
Best idea ever? I THINK SO. Never let it be said that MIT students aren’t adept problem solvers, especially in the face of having their party privileges taken away.
To be serious for a moment, we would like to apologize to any Burton-Conner residents trying to sleep on Saturday night. It was an impromptu event that was not handled well, and similar parties will be dealt with much better in the future.
On a more positive note, I have a single for the first time in MIT history! Most MIT students move from doubles to singles after freshman year, and while it’s a little odd not being able to say “NEHA. WATCH THIS VIDEO OF A WOMAN WITH NO HANDS,” every five minutes (I really loved living in a double), it does have its perks (I can drink juice from the carton, and nobody is allowed to care). Unfortunately, my camera was recently broken, so I apologize for the lack of color.
If we do, however, end up executing the silent dance party, there’ll be many pictures to come! (They might be drawn in Paint, though.)