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Monday, December 05, 2005

A Window into
the University



Erin O’Connor has plenty of follow-up to the sex-in-the-window story at U Penn. This incident, coupled with a UC Irvine professor’s wittily recounted tale of discovering two students in flagrant delectation in his own office the other day, does make UD wonder a bit…

I mean, in the Penn case, these two were at it for a number of days in succession, very openly. So -- where were the faculty? Administrators? They were walking under that window alongside their students. Didn’t anybody say anything?

If UD saw a couple of GW students doing this (and there’s a dorm directly across the street from her practically floor to ceiling office windows) -- I mean, hanging out of the window and all -- she’d do and say nothing the first time. You’re allowed occasional mindless passion, etc. But if she saw them do it day after day, she’s pretty sure she’d mention it to the department administrator (the English department offices also overlook the dorm)…

She'd mention it in a kind of haha way to be sure, don’t want to be an Anti-Sex Leaguer or anything, just, Haha is this going to be a permanent part of the streetscape do you think, ho ho….And eventually word would get to a residence hall person or something and it’d be handled quietly.

But at Penn you’ve got what looks like supreme indulgence toward the, er, student body, don’t you?