Colgate’s Second Care Package to Include Mac and Cheese, Tuna Melt and Gilligan’s Ice Cream

HAMILTON, NY — Many remote students were surprised, to say the least, when they opened the manila folders containing vacuum-sealed pizza slices sent to them by Colgate University, and to our dismay, administration representative and Liaison of Odd Select Entities to Remoters Carl D’Bourbox has informed us that there is more to come:

“In the coming weeks, we plan to send more flavors that we know remote students are missing by partnering with local businesses and restaurants — or at least, the ones that aren’t tired of our shit yet. Our friends at Hamilton Eatery and Maxwell’s have been kind enough to provide us with their beloved mac and cheese and tuna melts as well as Gilligan’s homemade; in fact, they kind of just gave it to us out of the blue! And in true Colgate fashion, we even convinced them to do all the labor for us by paying them crazy amounts of money!”

Concerned about the logistics of this second package, The Rag decided to probe for further information, asking how the food would be preserved given the incredible distance between some remote students and Colgate:

“We’re just gonna dump a big ol’ glob of mac on top of a shrink-wrapped tuna melt and pray for the best; maybe we could, like, freeze it or something? I honestly have no clue about the ice cream, but godamnit, we’re gonna get it there,” exclaimed D’Bourbox.

Of course, the administration’s ability raises interesting questions concerning how exactly Colgate’s budget has funds for mailing individually packaged pieces of pizza, and yet, the cesspool that is Gate House still exists. According to the packages themselves, this bad idea was actually some crazy fucko’s donation; meanwhile, Green Bikes can’t buy new bikes after students decided to lose, sell, or even destroy the program’s inventory. In the interest of seeing what other events alumni are pursuing, The Rag decided to go to the most reliable source of information possible: God-President Brian Casey himself.

“We get a ton of ridiculous donations,” Casey started. “Someone once wanted to bring back the Cane Rush and was willing to pay everyone’s medical bills; another anonymous donor wanted Colgate to have another pipeline to the US Military. All in all, this was maybe a more tame solution to appeasing those psycho rich bastards.” The Rag will continue to pursue this story to let its readers know if they should be expecting anything else in the mail from the university — because at this point, who fucking knows what they’ll think of next.

Colgate ‘Gate Cash Transitions to Cryptocurrency

HAMILTON, NY — Cryptocurrencies and NFTs (Non-Fungible Tokens) are all the rage these days as late stage capitalism takes an increasingly firm grip on our pathetic, inconsequential lives. Nothing is more exciting than paying real money for a virtual currency that is accepted at a grand total of about seven locations. However, all that is about to change. The Colgate administration recently announced their plans to convert all existing ‘Gate Cash into cryptocurrency known as ‘Gate Coin. The university spokesperson, Tawkin Hedd, told us that Colgate made this move in order to “appeal to the younger, tech-savvy generation” and “get kids involved in cryptos to prepare them for life after Colgate.” According to the finance office, Colgate is acquiring this cryptocurrency by using the computer labs located around campus to mine ‘Gate Coin overnight. 

All students with existing ‘Gate Cash are advised to use it as soon as possible before it expires the first day of finals week. The administration also promised that with these changes would come “great improvements” in the businesses that accept payment in the form of ‘Gate Coin. Hedd told the Rag that “at least two” local businesses had already signed on, including VJ Magro’s and the Advance Auto Parts next to Price Chopper.

Another bonus benefit of the shift to crypto is the intense volatility of ‘Gate Coin. According to a few early adopters, the value of the money in their accounts rapidly fluctuated between the value of a McChicken and a modestly used Tesla. One student told us “I put $5 in my account to do some laundry, and the next day when I looked I had like 200 bucks! But by the time I left to go splurge, I had like 75 cents and my card declined.”

With the introduction of a decentralized, non-physical currency comes significant changes to the established Colgate environment–which is to say, people are using the cryptocurrency for bribes and no one is subtle about it. As use of ‘Gate Coin increases across campus, so does the demand for the “currency” based on, in the words of Brian Casey himself, “deez [sic] nuts, you stupid fuck.” An anonymous source that regularly deals illicit substances to various GLOs across campus had the following comment:

“Put simply, Colgate has created a new Silk Road [The interviewee stopped here to do a sign of the cross.] that operates in the microcosm of Broad Street. If you got ‘Gate, I got your shit, no holds barred. I use it in my transactions, to pay off the delivery guy, to get Campo off my ass … The list goes on. But remember, loose lips sink ships.”

In addition to this comment, another unknown individual spontaneously showed up at the Monthly Rag Office (read: a house where two of our editors live) wearing a XXXL trenchcoat, a ski mask, fingerless gloves and combat boots before screaming the following at the top of his lungs, regardless of if anyone was listening or not:

“WOOOOOO!!! ‘GATE TO THE MOOOOOOON!!!! DIAMOND HANDS, MOTHERFUCKER. JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE THIS SHIT IN 2050, BITCH; AEPS TOGETHER STRONG.”

All in all, the new change is mildly puzzling. Student mental health is only hanging on by the thought of multiple consecutive 50-plus degree days, and seniors are struggling to find jobs post-grad in a Covid-altered world, but for some reason Colgate is only concerned with making student’s lives more complicated. As the ‘Gate Coin continues to roll out, the Rag will keep our readers updated with the latest information.

Hamilton Police Officer Awarded Colgate Medal of Honor for Disrupting Fourth 12-Person Gathering This Week

HAMILTON, NY — Brian Casey took a break from bootsucking to celebrate the achievements of Hamilton Police Officer Eat Shitpig, hailing the deputy as “truly, the second coming of Jesus Christ” before adorning his sweaty, shitty shoulders with the lid of a tin can on a string: the Colgate Medal of Honor, otherwise known as the highest possible award an individual (with an income of less than $72,000) can receive from the University. This past week, Officer Shitpig had truly done his force well, trespassing on private property courageously risking his life in light of the COVID-19 pandemic to interrupt unlawful off-campus gatherings numbering as many as twelve(!) whole individuals, truly asserting that cops are trustworthy, reliable, honest, and hardworking people.

The Rag interrupted Officer Shitpig’s donut binge and approached him for comment:

“Huh? Oh, yeah! I fucked those kids over. Absolutely dicked them. Told them I wouldn’t report anything because they were all spaced from each other and wearing masks and stuff. Stupid little shits.”

Officer Shitpig then waddled away, notably fucking-right-off past a crowd stumbling out of Phi Delta Theta’s driveway. Shitpig then knucklebumped the brother working door, kicked a nearby puppy and threw a brick at a car driving down Broad Street before hopping into his own vehicle and chasing his victim down for the unlawful activity of doing 32 in a 30 with a hole in their windshield.

As the Colgate Police State continues to tighten its grasp on the (non-affiliated) Colgate community, many students find themselves–again–incredibly pissed off with the absolute audacity of the University. One anonymous student wrote the following to the Rag via Instagram:

“Point blank, the University is full of shit; they’re more than happy with breaking up minor gatherings between friends but will allow hundred-people gatherings and give GLOs a slap on the wrist. Between that, the constant tours occurring on campus and the fact that we are being increasingly harassed by the administration when only fucking staff members are positive cases, it really makes you wonder what the fuck Brian Casey is smoking and if we students can get some.”

Hamilton Eatery Joins Other Local Businesses in Quest to Become the Top New Boozing Venue

If you’ve ever wondered why the line cooks at the Hamilton Eatery shout out the order number–even now that the shop’s empty–it’s not just to get the customer’s attention.  It’s mostly because they’re doing profuse amounts of blow down in the basement on their lunch break.  

Just below the floorboards of Lebanon Street’s quaint, welcoming, hangover cure Mecca, a subterranean rager is in effect at all hours.  In the wake of underage drinking baron John Jug’s executive decision to temporarily shutter the Old Stone Jug, Eatery manager Clay Skinner deftly swooped in to fill the power vacuum, adding to what’s become a saga of similar gambits by local businesses.  “Tell you the truth, I’m just glad we had the idea before the Colgate Inn,” Skinner said.  “I mean, they’ve already got a fully furnished, literal speakeasy collecting dust beneath the Tavern!  Guess they just didn’t have the stones to try it.  Hey, these interviews are anonymous, right?”  When approached for comment, Michelle delivered a scathing screed against the Jug’s newest rival: “Those pot pie-peddling sons of bitches are in for a world of hurt, once we come back!”

It’s a poorly kept secret in Hamilton that the Jug’s tight with local law enforcement, hence their Teflon status when it comes to ushering in underage patrons.  Asked about the Eatery’s success in staying off Hampo’s radar in the midst of the pandemic, Skinner replied, “We have something of a quid pro quo arrangement–they let us be, and we refrain from introducing the student-petitioned ‘All Cops Are Battered’ menu item.  It’s basically a corn dog with mac and cheese thrown in, ‘cause why not?  I thought it was pretty clever, not to mention a genius concept from a culinary standpoint, but I could see how the name might ruffle some feathers–or ‘rinds,’ or whatever the fuck pigs have.”  The Hamilton Police Department declined to comment.  

Upon gaining entry to the raucous affair, our undercover reporter questioned a student in a vomit-soaked “Keep Calm and Eatery On” t-shirt (presumably on loan, or won in a drinking contest) about whether they’d be inclined to continue frequenting the Eatery’s clandestine cabaret once the pandemic ends.  “Oh, without a doubt!” They replied before stumbling backward into a pallet of Natty racks.  “The bathroom here has a working lock, and VIPs get special service upstairs!  Tomorrow morning, I’m coming back as soon as my migraine wears off to get a breakfast burrito in 5 fucking minutes, instead of 15.  You can’t put a price on that!”

The Eatery gang seems to have knocked it out of the park, and stole the Jug’s thunder for good measure.  Next time you’re itching to be a deviant the night before your paper’s due, hang a left on Lebanon!  And since you’ve been so patient, here’s the “secret knock:” order the Breakfast BLT with thousand island dressing (let’s be honest, no ordinary customer in their right mind’s gonna order that–it comes on a bagel, for fuck’s sake).  

Rusch’s Kinda Maybe Sorta Hypothetically New Drinking Hole

HAMILTON, NY — COVID-19 restrictions have changed the social scene of Colgate, and with these changes come awkward growing pains of finding new places to grind up on sweaty, disgusting strangers in a dimly lit room. Luckily for the incoming class of ‘24 (holy shit, you guys are babies), the absence of the former Old Stone Jug may go unnoticed as other local businesses step up to the metaphorical plate, including local favorite Rusch’s Bar & Grill, who in the past few weeks has removed all booths and tables from their main dining room and replaced them with sticky “elevated surface units,” splintering benches and, for some reason no one can figure out, a hot dog roller machine.

A new local representative for Rusch’s and self-described “philanthropist bad boy” Ron Rusch provided the following (unintelligible) comment:

“Slay. Come blackout at Rusch’s. Lit. Fuck cops.”

In addition to these new developments, Rusch’s has opted into a new ID checking system and employee training regiment: instead of running a given ID under various blacklights and through a registry, waiters and waitresses now rely on the “cover-the-birthday technique” that, according to Ron Rusch himself, “operates through a series legal loopholes that depends on our employees not actually knowing how old the individual is, regardless of if we checked the ID or not. Slay!”

To hit their new target demographic, Rusch’s has also incorporated many new drinks into their menu (while removing basically everything else), such as the “Fuck You, Eat Shit,” a delicious mix of alcoholic milk, a whiteclaw, everything bagel seasoning, and gasoline—only for $15! Regular and alleged senior Jess Takid had the following to say: 

“I found out about the deals at Rusch’s through Snapchat,” Takid said. “They put a snapcode on their menu and everyone I know has been adding them to get the best deals. You can even buy a VIP card which gets you a table faster and lets you skip the lines.” 

The Rag sent an undercover reporter to Rusch’s this past weekend to check out the scene for themselves, returning with juicy tidbits of information about the new underbelly of Colgate’s downtown drinking scene:

“The drinks were honestly not that bad,” they told us. “I got the Rush Rusch’s special pitcher. It tasted kinda like the foam at the end of a keg mixed with some Hawaiian Punch, but all-in-all, it did the job.”

Our undercover reporter also told us that apparently, if you Venmo the bartender $10, you get access to a filthy, crowded bathroom where you can publicly do coke off of the top of the toilet tank.

Jug’s Temporary Closing Sparks Debate

HAMILTON, NY — As the current COVID-19 pandemic continues to shape Colgate’s intrinsically classist landscape, the Hamiltonian business owners are hoping to likewise adapt to what many on the hill like to call “the new normal,” which is to say, everyone is only pretending to wear masks at all times and parties just became that much more exclusive and awkward. One of the most notable changes to the layout of the Village is the (supposedly temporary) close of a first-year staple, a legendary beer hall, a New World Church: The Old Stone Jug. Many students approached the Rag for comment, such as sophomore Aya Donkare:

“I think it’s really weird you guys are writing this article like John Jug is some kind messiah, because frankly, the Jug is disgusting as fuck and I don’t know why anyone ever goes there. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen dead bodies at the bottom of that weird staircase behind the bar, and every time it gets too crowded, someone ends up passing me an empty Dasani water bottle full of fucking piss. Like, what the fuck is wrong with you guys? Aren’t you all graduating soon? Grow the fuck up.”

To say the least, the Jug has seen its fair share of unjust criticism from various Hamiltonian stakeholders; including the hockey team (aren’t you guys like 25?), the local police force, and “absolute fuckin’ losers,” according to local Blue Diamond Society member Snared Bosen, who came to the defense of the proud institution:

“Honestly, if you hate the Jug, you don’t deserve it. Maybe I like the coke that’s 80% drywall, and who the fuck are you to judge me? … To be honest, I’ve also made a killing on reselling these rich bitch Canada Goose jackets. Gets me a lot of drywall coke. So much.”

There stands to be a large hole in the Colgate community with the absence of one of the most mythical destinations in the continental United States, and with this hole comes a power vacuum with many vying for power over the Colgate social scene. The Rag will keep up-to-date on this story.

SGA Presidents Doing a Shockingly Good Job of Pretending They Like Each Other

HAMILTON, NY — With school and all of its meaningless politics back in session, many members of the Colgate community were concerned about SGA’s combined executive government, the one with two presidents and two vice presidents who fucking went at each other’s throats during the spring election.

“Yeah, I was pretty worried that I would be showing up to all the SGA-sponsored events I build my social life around, like the Midnight Movies and Fall Fest, and they’d be there just like, not talking to each other making it awkward for everyone else,” sophomore Annie Oakland said, “I just already have divorced parents I don’t need it at my SGA-sponsored Tail ‘Gates, too.”

Luckily for the student body, both presidents and vice presidents are putting on a brave face for the kids. The Rag has received reports from students, faculty, staff, and even their own cabinet, that the executive team is doing, “a really wonderful job of hiding the fact that they fucking hate each other’s guts.”

This is a welcome shock to the community, considering no one thought they could come back from the drama of the spring. “I mean, he tried to get her fucking expelled. And how could you forget the Facebook livestream?! Unreal, yeah, I really didn’t think they could do it,” junior Rob Bronson told the Rag.

Even President Brian Casey didn’t think the four execs could overcome the red hot blood lust they had for each other in the spring. “At the end of the day, though, they put first what really matters: making sure every Colgate student’s experience with SGA is fun, welcoming, sober, and that there is full transparency at all times. I’m just thankful they could do it for the kids,” Casey said. “I mean it’s also sweet for me that no one wanted to follow through on any of the threats or allegations, made my life waaaaay easier.”

While most community members are relieved, we at the Rag are slightly disappointed, if we’re being honest. Sure, screaming matches in Batza Room study breaks wouldn’t be great, but think about it: we could’ve had TWO Franksgivings!

Rare Campo Deer Culling Ritual

HAMILTON, NY — This past week an anonymous witness informed The Rag of the rarely-seen Campo deer-culling ceremony that took place on Oak Drive. As many students know, the Colgate Environmental Studies program participates in deer-culling excursions during the fall, killing deer in order to control the local population.

“It’s my favorite part of being an ENST major,” senior Ivanna Khil said, “I knew from my first cull that this is something I cared deeply about.” Students and professors alike can be seen from September to November up the hill in traditional “Yosemite Sam” attire running around looking for deer to ‘save’ from winter’s starvation.

While the ENST culling ceremonies are a common practice, the Campo ceremonies are rare and thrilling. Rather than using the traditional methods such as bows, traps and guns, Campo uses their sports utility vehicles to do the deed. “I was there,” says our source, “I saw the campo car drive about 45 miles an hour straight into a deer at like 1 am. I was pretty fucked at that point, but I know what I saw. It was the Campo deer-culling ceremony. The sight of it sobered me immediately.” The officer then proceeded to lay the animal down for its final ascent to salvation. He dragged the mangled carcass off of Oak Drive and onto the rugby field under the light of the moon and began to chant. Unfortunately, our source was then seen by the Campo officer, and the student was unable to witness the end of the ritual. Any further information or observations about the Campo culling ceremonies are welcomed and highly encouraged by The Rag.

For Parents: Decoding Your Child’s Venmo

HAMILTON, NY — In the age of technology, it has become increasingly difficult to keep up with the suspicious activities of teens. That’s why we here at The Monthly Rag published our extensive findings on the teen texting language after countless investigations and years of research into shorthand slang, finally getting to the real meaning of commonly used phrases such as “LOL” and “SMH.” After all the positive feedback we received from local parents, we decided to take on the next biggest threat to your child’s mental well being: Venmo. Though it may not be as damaging to your child’s mental health as Instagram or as dangerous as Snapchat’s “Snap Maps”, it has transformed from a seemingly harmless instant money transfer app into a hub for drug deals and other illicit activity. Is your child engaging in illegal activity? No more need to flip through their diary: the answers lie in their Venmo charge descriptions.

At first, a cursory glance at your teens’ Venmo charges might appear normal, with descriptions like “Uber Ride” or “Chipotle.” While these words might appear inconspicuous, they have the potential to belie something nefarious like the purchasing of drugs, alcohol and other illicit experiences. Your child’s choice of emojis holds all the information you need to get to the bottom of their life. Some of the more obvious ones include any type of drink emoji, whether that be clinking champagne glasses (golden showers) or the baby bottle full of milk (they are probably paying to “take care of” a pregnancy). Our studies show that 99% of nature-related emojis are used to represent the black market pet trade. Another common mistake is the use of the ski slope emoji. I hate to break it to my fellow parents out there, but little Tommy is probably not hitting the ski slopes again this weekend, as he is too busy taking a sweet, sweet snort of cocaine. Other common codes are: the crescent moon emoji, signifying the joining of a cult; the gas emoji, signifying a donation to Iraqi civilians displaced by the United States invasion of Iraq; a smiley face, signifying the payment for a “happy ending” at a local massage parlor. A Venmo charge containing two or more emojis strung next to each other, no matter how random they might seem, definitely means that your little angel is mainlining low-grade heroin.

Stay safe out there parents, and keep refreshing that Venmo home screen, you never know what your child could be up to. Stay tuned for next week’s edition of Parent Patrol where we will be exploring how your child’s bitmoji could be destroying their chances of getting into any college (even state schools!).

Rag Special Report: No One Likes a Chobe

HAMILTON, NY — Classes are back in session, and students are buzzing with talk about the newest addition to campus — the Chobani Café. Strapped for cash after overdoing Bicentennial celebrations and rebranding, President Casey and university leaders wanted to continue the trend of surface-level facelifts to make quick buck. “We took a lot of inspiration from HGTV,” the Board of Trustees wrote in a letter to the Rag. “Honestly, [we] knew we could slap a brand name on something that already existed, add a few more square feet and make some of our money back pretty easily.” Chobani was an easy choice for the administration, as all it required was scaling up the Chobani bar in the Coop, and remodeling the Lib Café after one that already existed in Soho. “It was too easy,” Casey said.

Colgate Dining Services has noticed that the new café already has an endearing nickname from the students, “The Chobe,” or occasionally, “The Chode.” Despite the cute nickname, many students are not pleased with the changes. Junior Anita Swype weighed in on the situation. “Yeah, honestly, fuck the Chobe. Like what’s up with the fact that they literally only serve yogurt? All I want is coffee and maybe some cookies or a pastry swiped for me by underclassmen,” Swype said.

Going undercover, members of the Rag staff confirmed Swype’s claim. Every single item on the menu at the Chobani Cafe contains some form of yogurt. Cream cheese? Nope, it’s greek yogurt. Salad dressing? Yogurt-based. Baked goods? Made with yogurt. Water? Yogurt-infused. Following the investigation, the Rag reported one major conclusion: if you’re lactose intolerant, avoid the Chobe at all costs. If you’re vegan, just take deep breaths until you can trick your stomach into feeling like you’ve eaten.

In a recent poll of the student body, disapproval of the new café hit numbers higher than Dean McLoughlin in his first semester. 98% of students reported feeling “fucking pissed” about the new limited swipes program, 83% responded “what the fuck” to the menu prices, and 87% reported the weirdly-shaped bagels making them “uncomfortable and confused about how to eat it.” Perhaps the most significant statistic to come out of

the survey is the 93% increase in yogurt-related flatulence in the library. Librarians have also commented on the distinct scent that has come to intermingle with the usual smell of aging paper and anxiety sweat.

The Rag reached out to students for more qualitative input on the matter. “I’m actually, like, so furious”, Kappa Senior Sarah Rich said, “they got rid of all the coffee options except, like, two, and Dunkin’ is such a far drive from the lib. How am I gonna get anything done? Totally sickening.” Junior Dirks Encaicos told the Rag he was mainly just confused why Chobani seemed so content with mediocrity. “I mean, they get so mad when we critique something that’s clearly not working, when all we really want is for them to have more cheap coffee options and to bring back the chocolate chip cookies,” Encaicos said.

If one positive were to come out of these changes, it is certainly the unification of the students and the faculty, who almost never agree on anything. After the survey was also sent out to the faculty, students and professors shockingly both polled 100% for “it’s shit.”