In the interest of, you guessed it, “gender
inclusivity,” Georgia Tech University students will soon vote on approving
a change to the school’s fight song. “White & Gold” is traditionally played
after the Georgia Tech football team scores a touchdown. Its lyrics read in
part:
Georgia Tech is out for a victory
We'll drop our battle axe on Georgia's head,
CHOP!
When we meet her our team will surely beat her…
But “Ramblin’
Wreck,” traditionally played subsequent to a point after touchdown, is
the school’s official fight song, and the one students may vote to amend. Here
are the lyrics to the song:
I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia
Tech and a hell of an engineer,
A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, hell of an
engineer,
Like all the jolly good fellows, I drink my
whiskey clear,
I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech and a
hell of an engineer.
Oh, if I had a daughter, sir, I'd dress her in
White and Gold,
And put her on the campus, to cheer the brave
and bold.
But if I had a son, sir, I'll tell you what he'd
do.
He would yell, "To Hell with Georgia,"
like his daddy used to do.
Oh, I wish I had a barrel of rum and sugar three
thousand pounds,
A college bell to put it in and a clapper to
stir it around.
I'd drink to all good fellows who come from far
and near.
I'm a ramblin', gamblin', hell of an engineer.
Can you guess which lyric or lyrics this
spring’s student government election ballot referendum is intended to address? It
is in the second verse of “Ramblin' Wreck from
Georgia Tech,” which reads, “If I had a daughter, sir, I’d dress her in White
and Gold, and put her on the campus to cheer the brave and bold.” Students
will vote on whether to change the word “cheer” to “join.” It’s about time. “Cheer”
is, on its face, a heinously offensive word, is it not?
An identical ballot measure was offered six years ago.
Back then, 71 percent of respondents voted against trading in “cheer” for
“join,” with a higher percentage of alumni than students opposing the change. But
we can hope that today’s voters will be more enlightened, woker.
Gambling, ubiquitous binge drinking, saying “To Hell
with”-- and smiting-- one’s opponents/neighbors are all apparently
perfectly okay and sanctioned. Wielding an axe (“CHOP!”) and vowing “When we meet her our team will surely beat
her” is also of no concern, but, dammit, “cheer” is beyond the pale.
I know, I know, girls shouldn’t just
be cheering on the boys who are on the field. So why not rewrite the entire second
verse? In fact, I’ll do so right now:
Oh, if I had an offspring who
identified as female, xir, I'd dress her in White and Gold,
And put her on the campus, to join the brave and
bold.
But if I had an offspring who identified as male,
xir, I'll tell you (they?) what he'd do.
He would yell, "To Hell with convention"
like his parental unit used to do.
I’m a ramblin’, gamblin’, Hell of a social
engineer. Am I not?
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