Chadwick Lynch
During the past few months, I’ve committed myself to a deep cleansing sabbatical of philosophical purification. Suddenly, all of my answers were questioned last week when I learned about the try-outs. I felt I needed to try out and begin my career as a journalist at the Collegian. September, whatever Thursday’s date was last week, at approximately 5:14 p.m, I began to prepare for my try-out. But I didn’t get that interview and I woke up into a nightmare. I didn’t make the cut. That’s when Onward State came to me. At my weakest moment of complete despair, they found a place for me. Sure, I had to re-agree to some ridiculous terms, like deadlines and participating, but they welcomed me with open arms. I shred myself of my Frat-tire, put on a dirty Pacsun v-neck, smoked a Marlboro red and entered the realm of my people.
Some may have heard of an eccentric Dutchman by the name of Wim Hof. What’s so extraordinary about him is that he has “the ability to control the thermostat” in his head. The idea behind that seems hard to believe, but it’s been documented on video for his daredevil feats that seem to defy normal human threshold. But for Justin Rosales, a Penn State graduate, the ability to defy normal human standards became the catalyst the drove him onto a vision quest and eventually led him to publishing his story
It’s that time of year again, where for whatever reason, the extremely weather-appropriate demographic at Penn State celebrates the slightly less than warm weather. We just have to admit it and realize there is no use in denying: it’s SNUGG season, everyone. Spandex, North Face, and UGGs: these have become the obligatory novelty that no one seems to point out, despite its ubiquity ad nauseam. There is no coincidence that UGG is also a self-referencing onomatopoeia for those of us who just can’t deal with this ridiculous trend anymore.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t really care what people wear. It’s the frequency that I see girls wearing this exact outfit that bothers me. And it’s not just how often I see that bothers me, it’s really why I see it so often that does. It has become a fashionable way to dress down. Which doesn’t make any sense.























