It’s been a long, long time.
Nearly two years of strife. The Pride got a new director and controversy exploded like a prolonged public dispute, debate, or contention, even getting as bad as a disputation concerning a matter of opinion. We saw brother against brother. Alumnus against alumnut. Cats and dogs sleeping together – and presumably marching on the field because shit, we can’t think of any better explanation for that mess.
But ease your minds, dear readers. For today a light shines in the darkness. No longer does the Pride have to live under the threat of the Death Star or wonder if its drum major needs a vagina. Dr. Justin Stolarik has humbly stepped down. In his wake, the world will witness the reinstatement of a beloved Pride icon.
That’s right, Sweet Snark is back, bitches! And better than ever! We’re going to put the OU back in journalism! The EW back in news! The excessive use of exclamation points in amateurish writing!
This couldn’t have been done without you, our past readers who thought, “Where the fuck did Sweet Snark go?” Most importantly, we’d like to give a huge shoutout to our biggest supporter and most important person in the history of revolution: Ni-
Oh, who are we kidding? This is all thanks to a bottle of Prozac and cheap whiskey. Thanks, Big Pharma and… Whoever George Dickel is. You da best.
We’re looking forward to, once again, bringing you more of that high-quality news you’ve come to expect from the OU student body. Because nothing presents credibility like caffeinated student journalists on a deadline.
Now, it’s probably a good start to find out who’s going to replace this Stolarik guy.