As a current cadet, I understand that with time comes change. The Corps of Cadets is not meant to be the same as it was 5, 10, 20, however many years ago. With that being said, the changes that have been made during my short time here in Aggieland make me wish I had not joined the Corps in the first place.
I am not the type of cadet who wishes to bring back hazing: I simply want to be challenged. I want to be challenged at PT with MY outfit and with MY buddies. Why? Because it is the hard PT sessions that have allowed me to create unbreakable bonds with not only my buddies, but my upperclassmen as well. 20 years from now when I am looking back on my time in the Corps of Cadets, it will not be the mediocre PT sessions that get my heart racing.
What will get my heart racing then, what gets my heart racing now, were the hard PT sessions as a fish where my buddies and I were required to push our minds and our bodies to the limit. As a freshman, I dreaded Friday afternoon training times because I knew my buddies and I, being fish, were most likely going to be smoked, whether it was a goodbull smoking or not. We would work so hard during PT that I thought my legs would collapse beneath me, that there was no way I could hold six inches for another second, that my arms would not be able to support me as I attempted to do what felt like the thousandth push-up. While being smoked by my upperclassmen, I would often question myself: why did I join the Corps, why am I putting myself through this, why am I still here?
I had played sports in high school and had always considered myself a decent athlete, but no coach of mine was ever able to push me the way my upperclassmen and my buddies were able to. As a fish, I didn't want to let my ever-watching team leader down, nor the rest of the upperclassmen. More important than that, I did not want to let my buddies down and I refused to let MYSELF down by quitting and going easy on myself and my buddies. I knew we were capable of rising to the challenge. Those hard PT sessions with my upperclassmen in front of me and my buddies by my side were memories I will cherish forever. Getting my non-existent balls smoked off (yes, I'm a wag) with my buddies created memories and bonds between us that you can't replicate through something such as MU PT.
It was only once those Friday afternoon training times were over and I had sat down at my desk that I realized why I kept continuing to put myself through what, at the time, seemed like a never ending hell: I loved the challenge and I loved my buddies.
The bonds people create over hardships such as this are what keeps them motivated to keep moving forward. If GRam truly believes that making life in the Corps easier will improve retention, he is mistaken. Students join the Corps to be challenged and to create bonds with others that will last a lifetime. That is why an outfit's culture and identity is so vitally important. BQ's do not join the band to be just another member of the Corps of Cadets: they join to be part of "the nationally famous fighting Texas Aggie Band." Young men do not join E-2 to simply be a part of Second Regiment: they join because they want to be a part of the Mascot Company.
I want to see the Corps of Cadets grow and be successful as much as anyone, but a number of the changes that have been made will not be what makes that dream happen. Make the Corps easy and take away the challenges and the hardships, you take away from the experience of transforming yourself into someone who is ready to take on the world after leaving Texas A&M.
"When life gets harder, challenge yourself to be stronger."