Orienting Yourself
Welcome to the University of Washington
Congratulations: You have elected to attend a freaking huge
university that has pretty much everything you need within a 15-minute
walk—concerts, theaters, cheap restaurants, record shops,
bookstores, an enormous and creepily gothic library, lots of pretty
young things in that library, and dozens of bars (that you can’t
go to yet, just as well). The most pleasurable way to get to know it,
and your fellow students, is aimless wandering. Some advice: Don’t swim
in Drumheller Fountain. The cops bust a few of you idiots every year.
Plus, it’s full of duck shit. Join a club or start a club or
something—you haven’t been liberated from your folks’
totalitarian dictatorship just to sit in your dorm room every night. Do
not refer to yourself or others by the name of your school mascot
unless you want anybody with a trace amount of taste to know what a
jackass you are. And call home once in a while. Someday your parents
will be dead and you’ll wish you’d talked to them more.
Welcome to Seattle University
Because SU is small, you’re going to spend a lot of time off campus.
Despite what your new roommate says, stepping out of your inner-city
dorm will not get you shot. This is a safe city. Start by taking a walk
south down 12th Avenue. Right at Jackson Street will take you to dim
sum at House of Hong, then to the Wing Luke Asian Museum a block
further: both major culture points. Left at Yesler Way (from 12th
Avenue) will take you to the Langston Hughes Performing Arts Center,
where you can sit in on a panel discussion about 1850s slave rebellions
or see a documentary about the birth of hiphop in Seattle. While
everyone else is playing Yahtzee in their dorm rooms or losing their
virginities, you’ll be getting cultured—and isn’t that what you
came here for after all? On weekends, SU’s periphery is scattered with
tepid off-campus parties. These are not exciting UW-style parties, but
they will still invariably end with you puking at 3:00 a.m. into your
dorm-room sink. SU’s campus is also well kept and full of plant life.
Women outnumber men seven to three. The chapel is very pretty. Bring
your own condoms.
Welcome to Cornish College of the Arts
Cornish is like Los Angeles: It sprawls. The campus comprises
buildings in various places connected by shuttle. In order to arrive on
time anywhere when moving between these locations, for safety’s sake
leave two hours ahead. Two hours are also needed when one is waiting
for an elevator in Cornish’s headquarters building in South Lake Union,
where the “lobby” is on the third floor, the cafe is on the floor
beneath that (but also at ground level, because the building sits on a
hill), and the college’s art gallery is one level beneath that, a white
box buried in packed earth. The halls are unruly, like streets: You
will find students talking to themselves (practicing lines for
theater), throwing their voices (warming up their operatic pipes), and
sometimes trying on unfamiliar clothing (costumes). This is a creative
place. For heaven’s sake, wear something weird.
Welcome to Seattle Central Community College
Starting at SCCC and transferring to a four-year school saves money,
gives you humility cred, and provides for a more urban social
experience than white, well-off Jesus freaks playing drinking games
(which is what you’ll encounter once you get to UW). The brick-box main
building is an object lesson in brutalism; try never to look at it.
Keep your gaze trained on Broadway Performance Hall, left over from
when Broadway High School was here (from 1902 to the 1940s, whereupon
the campus became a place exclusively for adults to finish high school
until the 1970s, whereupon it became a college). The grassy, tree-y
area between Broadway Performance Hall and the bus stop on Pine Street
is a secret in plain sight, the perfect place to let someone cute rest
his or her head on your lap between classes. Don’t assume it’s going to
be easy. Befriend your teachers. Take the stairs. Go to the bathroom at
home. Be careful walking on the bricks in the rain or you will eat
shit. Don’t let anyone get you with that “You know what’s really good?
Pita Pit” joke. There are far better nearby food options: Baguette Box
just down Pine Street, Cafe Presse up on 12th Avenue, a certain nearby
pizza place/bar where they don’t always card.
Welcome to North Seattle
Community College
North Seattle Community College is the Attica of community colleges:
The concrete building—tucked behind the freeway—bears an
uncanny resemblance to a prison. As far as the classes go, it’s a
community college, so you’ll be surrounded by mouth breathers, and not
even the cosmopolitan ones that SCCC attracts. But you can bang out a
bunch of your math and English credits on the cheap.
Welcome to Seattle Pacific
University
The only things you need to know are that Jesus Christ died for your
sins and that you can get your new copy of The Stranger every
Thursday at the corner of Third Avenue North and Nickerson Street.
Welcome to Not Going to Any of These Damn Schools Because You Learn
Better on Your Own
(i.e., How to Drop Out and Still Have a Successful Life)
Look, why not just drop out? Most college graduates wind up stuck in
careers they hate anyway. Still, if you want to be a successful dropout, you’ve got to be smart about it. You need
to get a job. You need to save, save, save. You need to read everything
and anything; you need to read all the time. Don’t waste your life
fucking around with video games and drugs and TV. Those are diversions
for bored people, and you don’t have time to be bored. Get an
internship in a field you’re interested in—writing, politics,
music—and make yourself indispensable: If you’re the most useful
human being they’ve ever seen, and you know a lot of stuff because you
spend your free time reading, nobody is going to care where you went to
school. They’re going to hire you because you’re not some spoon-fed
college-boy milquetoast.
Everything There Is to Know About Your Major
(Or, Who Needs Classes?)
Everything There Is to Know About Physics
If stuff is still, it doesn’t like to move; if stuff is moving, it
doesn’t like to stop. The more stuff you’re trying to move, the more
you need to push it to speed it up. When you push on stuff, stuff
pushes back on you. Stuff likes other stuff, from a distance at least.
Stuff likes becoming more chaotic, but cannot be created or destroyed;
stuff can be rearranged. (All that is Isaac Newton.) Energy, like
stuff, cannot be created or destroyed, only changed from one kind to
another. Energy can be stored in movement, bonds between stuff, and
many other places. Changes in how energy is stored allow us do
things—like bake, drive, get up tall buildings, and kill each
other. (That’s Sadi Carnot.) Also, stuff is energy. Stuff is a
lot of energy. (That’s Albert Einstein.) Compress plutonium with
explosives and the atoms fission, releasing the energy stored in stuff.
When the energy is released in downtown Nagasaki, you kill about 40,000
people right away and another 40,000 over time. (Thanks, Enrico
Fermi!)
Everything There Is to Know About Art
For cave painters, what you need to know is bison. That’s the
subject. Next came angels with big foreheads: the Middle Ages. Then
Italian Renaissance, which means that objects in the distance are
painted smaller—exactly as much smaller as your eye sees them.
(This fetish for verisimilitudinousness was the real birth of
photography, even though photography wouldn’t be invented for another
400 years.) Things begin to fuzz out with impressionism (the greatest
glorification of poor eyesight in history), speed up with futurism
(don’t side with them, the fascists did), and Dada (avoid this word,
because its meaning is complicated and contradictory, and it will only
embarrass you). Salvador Dalí was a surrealist. Surrealists are
Freudians. This means a bunch of guys with perverse
fixations on
women’s parts. Whatever you do, never say “modern art” when you mean
new art. Modern art ended in 1959. Andy Warhol: still cool.
Everything There Is to Know About Psychology
In 1856, two Europeans cursed their newly born child with the name
Sigismund Shlomo Freud, a nomenclatural brutality that would have
condemned the young lad to a life of psychotherapy… had psychotherapy
existed. Little Shlomo went on to invent it, discovering his affinity
for cocaine and young Viennese women in the process. A couple of
decades later, some guy made a bunch of dogs slobber when they heard a
bell, which proved something important. Since then, psychology has
offered self-obsessed losers new reasons to whine about how miserable
they are and spawned a bad pair of Robert De Niro movies, as well as
Woody Allen’s entire glorious oeuvre.
Everything There Is to Know About Computer Science
In the olden days (the 1980s), computers were for green-on-black
word processing and Zork. Then someone plugged some computers
into each other and there was the internet and Zork Online. Now
we have fast internet, but very little Zork at all. Things
change. This is known as Moore’s law—the internet is twice as
fast and has half as much Zork every 18 months. At some point,
you will have to decide if you want to be a computer geek or just a
regular computer user. There is no third option. It’s no longer cool or
acceptable to not know how to use computers. This is like bragging that
you can’t read, or walk, or see. You don’t have to know anything about
how computers work, but you do have to know about the internet. Learn
some basic HTML. Get a Mac. If you can’t or won’t get a Mac, for the
love of god don’t use Internet Explorer. If you’re paying to look at
porn, you’re doing it wrong.
Everything There Is to Know About Theater
Oedipus accidentally fucked his mom and Sophocles got famous writing
about it. Aeschylus was killed by a large bird that mistook his bald
head for a stone and dropped a turtle on him from a great height.
William Shakespeare was the passionate, poetic one; Ben Jonson was the
cerebral, cranky one. Samuel Beckett is their poetic, cerebral, cranky
heir. Bertolt Brecht was a Marxist and the exception to the following
rule: Political theater is bad. Everyone talks about Antonin
Artaud but nobody reads him. (Read Susan Sontag’s essay on him
instead.) Constantin Stanislavsky thought actors had to “live the
part,” so Dustin Hoffman stayed up for two nights so he could look
exhausted for Marathon Man. (Laurence Olivier, his costar,
suggested: “Try acting—it’s much easier.”) David Mamet wrote
about men, Caryl Churchill wrote about women, and Sarah Kane wrote
about herself—in a poetic, cerebral, cranky way. (She is
Beckett’s heir.) Then she committed suicide. Don’t ever, ever disparage new work by saying it’s “derivative.” Fucking
everything is derivative. That’s a cowardly criticism created
for people who don’t have anything intelligent to say.
Everything There Is to Know About Biology
Evolution is everything. Don’t worry about RNA, DNA, cells,
phylogenies, and the rest; Mendelian genetics and evolution, combined
together, are the essence of biology. Briefly: New ways of doing things
(Mendel’s alleles) are constantly being invented by accident—when
mistakes are made during the copying of the instructions. Living things
with better versions of these instructions tend to overwhelm those with
poorer versions. Mendel figured out anything with more than one cell
working together gets two copies of instructions for any given task.
One copy can be a total loss—a scratch pad where crappy
instructions can reside and not harm chances of success. Sex is about
sharing alleles; if two organisms can have sex and have kids that can
have sex and have kids of their own, they’re a species. Species evolve,
not individuals. Combine these ideas together and you have the beauty
of the living world in your hands.
Everything There Is to Know About Chemistry
Stuff is made up of different arrangements of atoms; atoms are made
up of a nucleus surrounded by buzzing electrons. The outer shell always
wants to be filled with eight electrons. So, any arrangement that gets
you there—sodium with chloride, oxygen with two hydrogens, carbon
with four chlorides—will work. This is why the periodic table has
eight columns and helium (with eight outer electrons of its own)
doesn’t explode. Some arrangements adding up to eight shared electrons
are happier than others. Chemical reactions rearrange from less stable
to more stable arrangements on their own, giving off energy in the
process. To make a less stable arrangement, you have to put in energy
as payment. Chemistry is simply accounting: You must not gain or lose
atoms at any point. Ignore the nuclear physicists on this point.
Everything There Is to Know About Classical Music
Think of it as one note that breaks into two, and then multiplies
into a universe of sound and possible instruments. Start with the
monks. Their chants. Very monotone. Bach is the baroque: He turns music
into an argument, lines fighting with lines. Mozart is next, using a
strict form that has roots in world exploration—introduce a theme
in one key, wander it around and develop it in other keys for a while,
and then return home with the musical spoils of all that wandering.
Then comes Beethoven and Wagner: everything bigger, louder, and longer.
In the 20th and 21st centuries, starting with Stravinsky, all rules are
suspended. Even the do-re-mi scale that’s the basis of Western music is
broken into microtones, and the system of keys gives way to other
equations and algorithms (even though 12-tone music sounds impossible,
it’s simple: All 12 tones of an octave must be used before any can be
repeated). Mozart’s period is the classical period, and thus the
correct meaning of the term “classical music” is music made from about
1750 to 1820 (Mozart lived from 1756 to 1791). Therefore, saying
“classical music” when you simply mean nonpopular music is the
equivalent of saying “modern art” when you mean new art.
Everything There Is to Know About Literature
English literature as it is taught in college is the story of power
and class struggle. Keep that in mind and your grades will never sink
below a B+. The oldest known poem in English is “Caedmon’s Hyme.” It’s
about the rise of Christianity (power) and its domination/extermination
of pagan beliefs (the poor). Moving on. William Shakespeare’s best play
is The Tempest because it’s about the birth of the colonial era
and of great importance to postcolonial theory. (Who is Caliban? The
colonial subject. Who is Prospero? The colonial master. Memorize that.)
The metaphysical poets—what were their poems about? An obsession
with Platonic beauty? No. The birth of existentialism in an
increasingly skeptical world? No. The decline of the court as the
center of political and economic power and the transition to bourgeois
cosmopolitanism? That’s it. See how this works? We’re already at John
Milton. Good guy or bad guy? Good guy—opposed censorship and
absolutism. Charles Dickens wrote about the oppression of the emerging
industrial proletariat. And fog. Lots of fog. The boat in Joseph
Conrad’s Heart of Darkness is a symbol for the madness of
colonial greed. Then we’re in the 20th century, when realism falls out
of vogue because Virginia Woolf wanted to write about her feelings.
High modernism has two camps: one led by Gertrude Stein (progressive)
and the other led by T. S. Eliot (reactionary). The former is bad
because it leads to Ezra Pound—meaning, it leads to fascism.
Postmodernism is good because it marks the death of master
narratives.
Everything There Is to Know About Economics
Economics is a social science based on the way humans behave given
limited resources. There are some simple rules: A recession is fairly
bad but a depression is very bad; inflation is like cholesterol,
there’s normal and there’s bad. Economics is a very soft science.
Nobody, for instance, is sure when a recession becomes a depression. It
may have happened while you were reading that sentence. Also,
economists issue strong statements, but those strong statements are
often followed shortly by statements of surprise. There is one thing
you must know: If you want to be an economist, you must be able to read
and draw graphs. You should, in fact, be graphilic. Any shortcomings
having to do with graphs will disqualify you from the profession, which
is based entirely on graphs.
Everything There Is to Know About Journalism
Gatekeepers have tried to erect all kinds of academic barriers to
entry into the journalism world. They say you need undergraduate
journalism training, that you need graduate journalism schooling, that
you need to have been editor of your school newspaper. But really, the
job is not a whole lot more complicated than being able to think,
write, and ask pointed questions.
If you can do all of that already, and if you have something better
to do than enroll in Journalism 101 or communications or whatever your
school calls it, do it. Spend your college years immersing yourself in
something that could actually help inform your perspective as a
journalist later on. Take a couple languages. Read the great American
writers—Mark Twain and Ernest Hemingway began their careers as
journalists. Drink with the campus politicos. Learn about economics and
statistics (the realms in which journalists are constantly being
bamboozled). Learn about history.
And while you’re at it, start a blog and do some good writing for a
school publication, preferably the campus newspaper. That way you’ll be
able to convince the gatekeepers that you know what you’re doing when
you apply for your first summer internship.
Everything There Is to Know About History
History is a very tricky matter these days. In the olden days, you
began history with ancient Egypt and ended with post–World War II
America. Not anymore. History is now fluid and complex. It’s not about
one group/society/state and one development, but many movements over
many periods of time. There is a history for women, a people’s history,
a history for Asians, Africans, South Americans, Europeans, Indians,
and so on. And one history is not better than the others. Even Western
history has become a complicated matter. For example, we no longer
think about ancient Greeks and their highest achievement, democracy,
without thinking about the huge slave population that supported that
society. As for the Dark Ages, whose Dark Ages do you mean? It
certainly was not the Dark Ages for the Arabs, whose civilization was
thriving at the time—from Baghdad to Spain. So, when you study
history at the college level, expect lots of diversity and no
teleology. The history taught in the 21st century has no goal or
meaning. Keep that in your head, and your grades will not sink.
Everything There Is to Know About Philosophy
Western philosophy begins around 500 B.C. with Thales, who believed
water was everything; Heraclitus, who believed change was everything;
and Parmenides, who believed nothing changed. Athens’s golden age came
around 400 B.C., with Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle as its primary
figures. What you need to know: Socrates was killed by the city of
Athens because he asked too many bothersome questions and seduced too
many young men; Plato, Socrates’s student, hated Athens for killing his
teacher (his philosophy is nothing but an expression of this hate); and
Aristotle, a student of Plato, was almost killed by Athens but got out
of town just in time (“I will not give Athens a second opportunity to
commit a crime against philosophy,” Aristotle said as he ran from the
city with his belongings). As for the Romans, they did not
philosophize. The next important period for philosophy is the 13th
century with the Scholastics—all they could think about was
Aristotle. After the Scholastics, we leap to the end of the 18th
century and enter what we now call German Idealism (from Kant to Marx).
After German Idealism, there’s Heidegger—he became a Nazi. After
Heidegger, there are the French Nietzschians. After their work (mostly
produced around 1968), the story of speculative philosophy comes to an
end. That’s all, folks.
Miscellaneous
How to Sleep with Your Professor
You must make the move. And the place to make the move is in your
professor’s office during office hours. The strategy: Make an
appointment at the end of the signup sheet. Come to the appointment
armed with lots of things for the professor to read and correct. When
you enter the office, close the door (this is a must—completely
shut the professor’s door), be friendly in appearance (not sexy or
slutty), pull your seat close to the desk, lean toward the professor,
and show that you’re really interested in whatever he/she is saying
about your writing, your questions, your concerns about the class and
its difficulties. Only make the move when the professor is in the
middle of explaining something—kiss him or her at that moment
and, shazam, the affair has began. (Warning: Breaking up with a
professor is rarely easy. After a couple of sessions of sex, they tend
to become obsessive and oppressive.)

Congratulations Stranger staff writers, If taken seriously this article could possibly save thousands, if not millions of wasted education dollars, and just might lead instead, to a lifetime of personal fulfillment, and happiness.
Well Played
Word to SPU. You guys got me through 4 years with news from the real world!
OW– my brain just went supernova, then collapsed into a massive black hole… Time for that other college maxim: it’s always a good time for a beer…
“Mozart’s period is the classical period, and thus the correct meaning of the term “classical music” is music made from about 1750 to 1820 (Mozart lived from 1756 to 1791). Therefore, saying “classical music” when you simply mean nonpopular music is the equivalent of saying “modern art” when you mean new art.”
Well, actually its the ‘Classical’ (capital C) period Mr. Smarm…
You forgot to mention the small percentage of art students that go to the Art Institute of Seattle. I am less appalled at the exclusion because the majority of that student body is made up of rich kids just going to school to “try it out”. If mommy and daddy weren’t footing the bill to this I’m sure as fuck you would be like ME and actually pay attention in class.
-Bitter
Oh no! Guys! You forgot Evergreen! I know it’s not in Seattle proper, but it’s pretty important. You know, for the hippie element… and if you decide you don’t want to go to college, but your parents demand you do so.
Under “Everything there is to know about Economics” You forgot to mention “there is no such thing as a free lunch” and “Supply and Demand”. These oversights reveal that you actually don’t know anything about Economics. Also, you left out Sociology and Geology- my major and minor.
Supply and Demand – when bankers who want to make a lot of money SUPPLY the market with an onslaught of bad loans, they DEMAND the common taxpayer bail them out.
And because they’re rich and important, they require expensive lunches which you also have to pay for. There’s no such thing as a free lunch when it comes to bailing out wealthy bankers.
SPU has been sadly overlooked in this article. It deserves more than a religious quip and a plug for your newspaper (even if the The Stranger is the ultimate guide to life). If anyone needs college guidance in this city it is the sad few non-Christians who attend this school.
Congratulations students, you have decided to spend outrageous amounts of money for a wasteful education at an institution you will soon find is riddled with corruption and equality violations. My advice, get out now. the sooner the better, before you sit through 15 credits of mandatory Christianity courses. If you are like me and you find reasons to stay (friends, Seattle, HUMP film fest) here are some tips.
Get involved in Lingua arts journal or KSPU where you can meet people who aren’t ruled by an imaginary friend. Also, if you are LGBT and find yourself on this Christ-lovin campus, Haven (the GSA group that is discriminated against and denied club status by the administration) is your best bet to find some ass on campus. Also, SPU has the legal right to search your property and drug test you at any time, so don’t try and sneak a bowl in your room at 2 am. There’s a graveyard behind Ashton Hall that is perfect for all anti-Lifestyle Expectations activities. As often as possible escape from the dorms and go across the canal to Fremont Coffee, get a cafe, go to the back porch and soak up the dregs of September sun. Other than that, Good luck with UFND 2000: Scripture Foundations.
– 4th yr student
art institute? so much crap that you could write about that one.
i even slept with my info design professor there, holler if you need a hand with the write up!
why why why the SAME OLD SAME OLD year after year? Such a boring article – as usual. Another reason I count my blessings that I finally left the small-minded little outpost of Seattle.
hey guess what? south seattle has one of the best culinary programs in the state! dont mention that though..