<p>I’m a guy, but I’ll comment on the sororities, since I felt that, at my former school, they were even more obnoxious than the frats (an extraordinary feat indeed…)</p>
<p>I think anybody who says anything along the lines of:</p>
<p>“It doesn’t matter if you get dropped by a ‘top-tier’ house because as long as you find a house you like, and a group of people you like, everything is unicorns and marshmallows.”</p>
<p>is either ignorant or deliberately missing the point.</p>
<p>The emotional pain doesn’t come, in the least bit, from not being able to accompany the [most elite/top tier] blonde band of belligerent bozos to the latest shamelessly themed alcohol saturated mixer. Most of the girls (I hope) manage to figure out pretty early on in the process that they’d hate being part of such a group.</p>
<p>The pain comes exclusively fro the rejection. At the sororities I’m thinking of, not getting a bid meant the girl wasn’t pretty enough…or at least there’s enough of that sentiment that all the girls who don’t get one of the “exclusive bids” immediately make that inference. It’s NOT that they don’t like the girls in the sorority in which they end up, it’s that nagging, unrelenting feeling that they’re inferior to the girls who did get bids to those “top sororities” (when that was, typically, not the case).</p>
<p>And it’s not the brand of inferiority that’s familiar to them from the college application process, the “my SAT scores weren’t as high as the next person’s” type. It’s the “I’m not pretty/thin/fun/interesting/funny enough” brand, which believe it or not, for a lot if not most people, is much more of a stab in the heart.</p>
<p>My father met some of his best friends for life in his fraternity, and for their company in my life and my family’s I am extremely grateful. <strong><em>Side note: he told me that at that time, the brothers at any of the non-Jewish frats (about 85% of them) would escort any Jews straight out the back door if their list indicated a potential member was a jew</em></strong></p>
<p>Bottom line is, in spite of the good people it has brought into my life, based on my observations and experience the Greek system as a whole does more harm than good and is a disgrace. I am almost ashamed to have rushed.</p>