Many people think that being a mom is the hardest job in the world. To that I say: have you tried being a woman in comedy? Well I have (is that even OK to say?) and I’ve met so many amazing people as a result. Everybody on Travesty is so uniquely funny in their own wonderful way. The random (quirky, even) slew of personalities is the best part of this organization. I am funnier (if that’s even possible), better informed, and a better person overall because of the Travesty.
As I am writing this, the world seems to be crumbling down around us. However, I face a bigger problem: What to say about a team of eccentric weirdos with the biggest hearts and brains? First, I want to say thank you!! Travesty has brought me joy, tears from crying so hard, and Domino’s when I needed it most. Nobody is afraid to share anything, even stuff I don’t even want to know about, such as the existence of Andy Borowitz. And honestly, I’ve probably shared too much of myself, but that’s OK because emotional vulnerability is in style. Finally, being on “upper” “staff” has been an absolute treat. I say this even though I was deposed as Social Media Director because I shitposted too much on Twitter.
I will never forget the deadline weekends spent together, where we would simply scream into the void until content produced itself. Our best articles are edited through foul, violent hangovers. This group has taught me so much about life, liberty, and the pursuit of constant attention. I can’t wait to see where the future takes each and every one of you (probably UCB 101).
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