One Brick Short

The University of Virginia Student Council unanimously condemned the college gossip Web site JuicyCampus.com last night for it’s malicious, insensitive postings and total lack of honor and respect.

Add to that a total lack of class, intelligence and personal responsibility—something lacking in everything from TV to radio to the corporate boardroom these days—and I think they’ve nailed JuicyCampus on the head.

JC is not a real Web site. There’s no rhyme nor reason to its existence other than to sell T-shirts and give vent to sophomoric humor. It’s less entertaining than MTV’s Flavor of Love Charm School or Oxygen’s Bad Girls Club, all of which mine the same alcoholic haze vein of humor. Essentially, it’s Internet’s version of the middle stall wall in a I-95 rest area’s men’s room, were it set aside for college kids.

Consider these topics of deep discussion on the site as of this morning:

“What’s up with lesbians and drinking?“ which decries the behavior of lesbians while drinking and shooting pool at Yale.

“Jordan Peterson is gay” which recounts rumors of a Texas A&M football player.

“Why are 90 percent of interracial couples white girl/black guy?“ from the University of North Carolina.

“Who would you do on the girl’s soccer team?“ from Chapman University, which then lists the players in order of preference, noting why some are left off, including a genital wart allegation.

It goes on and on, but I’m sure you get the drift.

The UVa student council approved a resolution urging all Wahoos and Cavaliers and those in between to boycott the Web site. I have a better idea. Let’s flood JuicyCampus with nice things about each other, describing church picnics and inspiring sermons and ice cream socials and helping little old blog writers across the street and darling, cute puppy dogs we petted at the orphanage where we volunteer and how much we love and respect our parents.

OK, make smack up, if you gotta. If we get enough folks writing sweet and happy things, even if they aren’t true, it’ll shut the bastards down for good. It’s worth a try. Might even be fun.

It’s certainly better than worrying about whether “Matt Griffin is gay” or who has the biggest body part on the University of Nevada-Las Vegas campus.