Guest column by Lindsay Balow and Liza Johnson | Speaking out
(04/09/15 7:08am)
We always said that sororities weren’t for us. But when we got to Penn, everyone said that Greek life here was “different.” It wasn’t rah-rah, it wasn’t life-defining, it didn’t embody that Animal House, girls-in-pearls stereotype. So we joined, and after three and a half years, multiple terms on our sorority’s executive board and “bonds of sisterhood” to show for it, we don’t regret our decision. But after three and a half years, multiple terms on our sorority’s executive board and one semester of investigation, the lopsided patriarchal governance of Greek life at Penn became impossible to ignore.