The Rampage
Volume XXXXV Number 487
The Ramaz Upper School
March 2012/Adar 5772
Safety First
Dr. K Wins Lifetime Achievement Award for Safety Patrollers Jeremy Hoffman ‘13 With her Taser Gun, pepper spray, and high voltage flashlight all attached to her utility belt, Dr. Koplon was determined to make the most of her only safety patrol day of the year. “I was called to duty on Monday, February 27, so I did my due diligence that weekend,” stated Dr. Koplon in an interview after the shift ended at 6. Dr. Koplon, chair of the mathematics department, recorded data the weekend before. Her tests included how fast she could run from the school entrance to Madison Avenue, how high she would need to hurdle over a small car in case she was in a chase, how much wind resistance would hinder her pepper spray, and how many volts she would need to sedate a suspect with her Taser. The day of her patrol, Dr. K. wore the famous orange vest under her school clothes. “I couldn’t wait,” said Dr. Koplon. “All day long I was studying the procedures nervously.” Dr. Aharon was
confused: “I saw Dr. Koplon in the lunch room biting her nails and flipping through pages. She looked like one of her own students preparing for an exam. I didn’t understand what she was studying since there aren’t even official procedures for safety patrol.” In fact, most patrol parents tend to use the opportunity simply to scout out the school’s social scene. “I guess she’s just overprotective and is doing everything she can do to make sure I’m safe,” said a supportive Hannah Klapper ’13. When it was finally time to
guard the block, Dr. Koplon was disappointed. “It turns out there are no villains on the Upper East Side,” said a sighing Dr. Koplon early in the shift. She then tried to insinuate problems out of everyday occurrences.
“I was passing my sister Margo money for a cab home when I saw Dr. Koplon sprinting over in hunting gear. I didn’t know what was going on,” said a baffled Claudia
Free Pass to an Elevator Pass Rebecca Brill ‘12 The student body this year seems more injured than ever. Students are as likely to spot casts and crutches in the hallways as they are iPhones and American Apparel skirts. More teens seem to be absent from class for reasons like XRays and knee surgeries than common colds and stomach flues. Sure, the classic causes of teenage injuries remain legitimate: contact sports, outdoor activities, sheer clumsiness. But the degree to which Ramaz students have become injured in recent months suggests that something else, something a bit eerier, is likely occurring among the youths. First, consider the privileges with which Ramaz rewards the crippled: dress-code immunity, a forgiving attitude toward neglected schoolwork, exemption from gym class,
and perhaps most notably, elevator passes. “Man, I would do anything to get to use the elevator after mincha!” moaned a fatigued Matthew Abrahams ’15 one afternoon as he climbed his fifth flight of stairs. Little did he realize that his hyperbolic language rang true for many of his peers. “After I hurt my shoulder, the school started treating me really nicely,” said the temporarily disabled Jeremy Hoffman ’13, who has had an elevator pass since September. “But I was still sort of alarmed when my friends started asking me to describe in detail how I did it.” As it turns out, many students have been intentionally injuring themselves in the hopes of receiving elevator passes and other privileges. Extreme cases have involved
teens throwing heavy equipment at one another, slamming doors on their extremities, and even thrusting themselves out of low-story windows. The trend started off innocently enough: “One day in October I didn’t feel like walking up the stairs after shacharit,” explained Sabina Tilevetz ’13. “So I put some gauze on my finger and told Ms. Weinstein that I broke it.” Tilevetz’s actions sparked a series of false injury claims, which caused faculty members to become more attentive when it came to letting students ride the elevators. By late November, teachers began insisting that students remove their bandages, pads, and casts to reveal their injuries. Students who lied about being wounded and whose Continued on Page 4
Oshry ’12. Dr. Koplon apparently had done this to several other students; she thought that every hand-off was some sort of drug deal. Dr. Koplon also inflicted minor injuries that afternoon. When an unfamiliar teenager put his hands on the door to enter, Ben Charles ’13 recalls, “she came out of nowhere and next thing you know my cousin was down on the ground grimacing in pain.” His cousin, from Los Angeles, was merely coming to surprise him while on break. She unfortunately had the gall not to wear a visitor’s pass while on Ramaz premises. When real issues arose, Doc was ready to act. Dr. K scolded every boy who took off his yarmulke immediately
upon exiting the building. She did the same to girls who rolled up their skirts. “She was a dictator out there,” said a disgusted Sarah Shams ’14. “She was out of her jurisdiction also. It didn’t make sense.” Dr. Kolpon’s patrol culminated with an incident with the pizza delivery man from Little Vincent’s. “He had heard about the whole scandal at our school, and came with 20 pizzas and 50 mozzarella sticks. This time, there wasn’t even an order,” said an emphatic Dr. Koplon. “So I tased him!” After the delivery guy slowly went unconscious, bystanders applauded and awarded Dr. Koplon with the Lifetime Achievement Award for Safety Patrollers, which they created specifically for her. “I’m proud of her, but I didn’t know my mom had a Taser,” said a nervous Avi Schwarzschild ’13. “Better get my act together.”
Inside This Issue: Mr. Miller Found on Float at Giants Parade Page 6 Ms. London Plans Orchid Day to Counteract Pink Day Sexism Page 9 Grinberg Wounded Fencing, Says, “Team Will Live Without Me” Page 7 Swim Team Captain Issiver on 12,000 Calorie Diet Page 12 Adolf’s Rise to Power, Former VP Becomes Ramaz Dictator Page 6 Hannah Klapper Receives Spare Key to Dr. Koplon’s Office Page 8 SOPA Rule Blocks Ramaz Tanakh Wiki Page 7