Welcome back. We always could spot a friend.
Can you believe the summer is over and the students are back? Yup, our three months of sweltering heat in a quiet northstate town are rapidly transforming into sweltering heat with 30,000 yahoos and cops on horseback. Michael Parenti says that universities are no better than Enron, so perhaps the fix is already in. Not that I have anything against all you college kids individually, but when you pack up, with your alpha males and females, the sight is not unlike Woodstock 99 meets Groundhog Day. And if I might have two words with all of you it would be this: SLOW DOWN! I know you’re all giddy to be drinking far enough away from your parents so that you won’t be caught, but slow the hell down. You’re in Chico now. There’s no rush. Take it easy and remember the golden rule, “Look both ways; make sure it’s cool.”
I might be old, but I’m not so old that I don’t know how awkward it is to be in college. For those of you perfectly adjusted freaks, good for you, but for everyone else, it’s normal to be socially awkward. Usually those with the biggest bravado are those with the biggest problems. You are unique. Don’t try to be like everyone else. Try to be yourself; it will reward you all through your long life. I can’t vouch for your fellow students, but the locals here are friendly. Introduce yourself to cool shop owners, musicians, artists and writers, and you’ll find that Chico dominates not because of the college, but because of the community. The future’s here, and you are it!