No cross, no crown

By Zoë Perry

If there was an “I’m flabbergasted”- button on Facebook, I would definitely hit it for Spotted Maastricht University.  Since its launch in January, it has revolutionized the amount of time people spend dressing up before coming to the library. Its content, provoking reactions ranging from “how cute…” to “eww…” becomes especially valuable during exam times, when the library is full of frustrated and bored students craving entertainment and adventure.

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Don’t get me wrong here. I am not flabbergasted by the amount of highly creative sexual innuendo making its way to your live feed once you have liked the Spotted page – “I’m foregoing my vegetarian ways. I want a taste of your wiener bratwurst”, etcetera!  Let’s face it, in this case it’s probably better for all parties concerned if it stays on some Facebook page and never makes its way into an eye-to-eye conversation.

What really strikes me is the number of anonymous messages meant either as a compliment or as a means of approaching the person of interest. Yes of course most people are not blessed by an enormous amount of self-confidence and leave the house each morning winking at their reflection in the mirror. And, admittedly, it can be quite hard to approach someone you’re attracted to. Even if you do, success is not granted. But arguably, the chance of succeeding is even lower if you try your luck on Spotted, because once you admit that you prefer to make an anonymous post instead of revealing yourself, your sex appeal reaches the absolute zero point.

So instead of whining about the Maastricht Syndrome it’s time to pull yourself together. Spring has finally come and after this long winter there is probably a massive accumulation of hormones waiting to be released. The circumstances couldn’t be better. Remember Herodotus once said, as of course the ancient Greeks had it all figured out already,  “It is better by noble boldness to run the risk of being subject to half the evils we anticipate than to remain in cowardly listlessness for fear of what might happen”.

 

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