CCSC: We Don’t Want Your Food!
Written by Bwog Staff
Sunday night’s CCSC meeting got off to a discombobulating start. Where, oh where, was George Krebs? Robyn Burgess (VP for Campus Life) who sat in that spot that Krebs usually sits in and ran the meeting, announced that both Krebs and Adil Ahmed were not in town. Uh-oh.
Leader-less CCSC-ers immediately got testy when a long-awaited presentation on meal plans began. The Student Services Representatives admitted that much of their initiative was a reaction to the high number of complaints filed by nervous parents about their kids “actually eating and having meals.” Ideas to increase swipe options per day for first-years and improve the salad bar at John Jay passed without criticism, but once the reps suggested an uperclassman meal plan, shit kind of hit the fan.
The rationale for requiring upperclassmen to purchase a (“very lax”) meal plan is that it would increase revenue for “struggling” Dining Services. The idea of transforming Ferris into an unlimited swipe-access second dining hall on campus was also thrown around. Both ideas were shot down immediately. Even though the upperclassmen meal plan would require a minimum of one meal per week, council members protested: “I don’t believe Dining Services”, “a mandatory meal plan would be wildly unpopular”, “Ferris food will get shitty” and so on. Then everyone started shouting about shrimp in Ferris salads, overpriced Ferris cupcakes, and how much worse John Jay food was back when they were freshmen.
The council finally simmered down a bit and discussed a possible update to the smoking policy. While there seemed to be a consensus that no one should have to walk into a “cloud of smoke” when they enter their dorms, Burgess’ idea of banning smoking on certain parts of Low Steps (“but not hookah”) and the larger idea for a smoke-free space between 120th and 114th from Broadway to Amsterdam was immediately dismissed as impractical. Burgess then gave the CCSC-ers before her a talk about not showing up to campus events, during which many eyes were averted to the ground: “your faces aren’t known and you don’t come to events”. The council then sauntered out into the surprisingly warm evening, most likely pleased that to be done with that particularly trying episode of CCSC politics in the Satow Room.