Wow, I must really be bored. My third MT post in less than two hours.
Anyways, as the title suggests, I was witness to a dildo race yesterday. Yes, a vibrating dildo race. I was heading to the Golden Bear to grab a bite to eat for lunch. Since I was coming from Mulford Hall, I passed by Dwinelle Plaza, and it was there that I saw it.
There was this guy who was yelling something and standing next to an inclined plane. I wasn’t in a rush, so I walked closer to see what was going on. And that’s when I heard what he was yelling: “DILDO RACE.” Sure enough, at the top of the plane were a few vibrating dildos that were slowly making their way to the ground.
I didn’t watch long enough to see which dildo won, but it was an interesting sight to see. I only wish I had my Canon G2 to snap some pictures to post up here.
Now that I think about it, determining which dildo would win would have made an interesting physics problem. My mind is still buzzing with the ideas of potential and kinetic energy and energy conservation, so I’m sure that with enough time I could come up with a simplified model of what was really going on. I should have asked my physics GSI during my discussion later that day…but I digress…
On another note, I wonder what the guy’s motives were. When people do weird stuff like that here, they usually have some reason. Well, unless they are simply weirdos.
For example, everyday this old guy lectures in Dwinelle Plaza. He simply rants about politics and conspiracy theories for an hour and occasionally uses a rubber chicken as a prop. Needless to say, he does not suffer from political correctness. If nothing else, he’s entertaining and exposes students to a wide range of ideas, ideas that are usually not carried in mainstream media, perhaps causing some students to open up their minds a little (contrary to popular belief, not everybody that goes to Berkeley is a liberal fanatic), which, I think, is his motive. In many ways, he’s an extreme Howard Zinn.
Okay, I admit that this post is pretty incoherent. It’s a snapshot of Berkeley life, where you run into weirdness, politics, diversity, conspiracy, love, hate, fanaticism, religion, and political-incorrectness everywhere you go. And, my, is it an interesting and enjoyable life.
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