After initial fears over her potential demise, Hawkmadinejad has not only risen from the dead, but seems intent on becoming a prominent campus fixture. In both of the recently tipped photos Hawkma appears to be watching us—does Hawkma wish to catch a glimpse of life as Columbia student or has Hawkma turned her powerful gaze on us to chastise our own intrusive gawking?
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@NOOOOO! Hawkma has been caught!
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44226287/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001
@second pic I is in yer room, watchin yoo haz seeecks
@hate to be that guy first one looks shopped
@Anonymous wut the bwog
@mom there are three hawkmas! mamma, papa and baby hawkma. baby, or rather teenage hawkma is the one sitting on the hedge, recognizable by its brown (not red) tail and the fact that, while curious about them, does not attack the squirrels prancing through the hedge below it. please keep a good distance from it, and remember it is a wild bird, easily startled and with powerful talons!
@Anonymous 1st pic=new desktop background
@Anonymous The first pic is a week old (taken on Aug 6th). Just to point out that I saw Hawkma in person!
@Anonymous SUMIT! YOU THE MAN!
@snoop The same poem.
{snoop} Yo dig it.
when i say fly you say Hi. fly
[students] Hi!!! How are you?!?!?!?
when i say eat you say squirrels. eat
[students] Squirrels never did anything to you, Hawkma. Don’t kill them! They are so cute an fluffy.
when i say don’t you say study. don’t
[students] Study! OMGZ I love studying in the But
when i say hipstaz you say jaded. hipsters
[students] Jaded. Everyone on this campus.
when i say bwog you say rules. bwog
[students] Technology is The Future.
when i say mexican you say tequila. mexican
[students] Really, snoop, it is unfair to typify the entirety of the Mexican experience as summed up by a distilled liquor. In fact, the roots of the “tequila” drink go back over 500 years when Conquistadors or “conquerers”, as it were, ran out of brandy (Wikipedia, pg. 1 accessed 8/12/2011). It is just so unfair! And homonormative to consider that all Mexicans drink tequila. I mean, like, what about Mexican people who have alcohol allergies or no livers?
@Gerard Manley Hopkins (SEAS '12) The Pigeonchewer
To Bo our Prez
I caught this morning morning’s minion, geek-
dom of campus’s captor, pigeon-blood-tinged raptor, in her hunting
Of the shrieking squirrels hid ‘neath NSOP bunting
High there, how she perched upon the name of a carven Greek
In her tyranny! Then off, off forth on swing,
As a hipster’s bike rolls round in a jaded arc: she plunged and partly
decapitated her doomed prey. My heart in Hartley
Wept for the waste,—the cruelty of; the messiness of the thing!
Brute dictator, petty and cruel, oh, air, pride, plume, slay
Freshmen! And the war-cry that breaks from thy feathered complexion
Makes would-be Bwoggers squeal and run away.
No wonder of it: Jóhn Jáy makes men for Mexican
run towards Taqueria; on the way,
Trip, rip themselves, bleed white and Philolexian.
@Anon You have a lot of time on your hands.. Also, Hawkma is a her?
@Anonymous Gerard Manley Hopkins is the worst poet ever.
@wOw.. Stick to Math/Science my dear…
@Anonymous I love you hawkmamma
@BWOG, THERE ARE TWO HAWKMAS
@two indeed I saw the two Hawkmas on the lawn the other day, duking it out for a squirrel