The leader of all leaders. Oh, the irony. The word “president” comes with an air of confidence, importance and meaning. Well fuck that. Welcome pledgeship, and welcome Mr. Pledge Class President. No longer does the commander in chief have control, but rather, this president inherited a pile of shit unknown to the average #20 GDI. If youwere a PCP, you understand. If not, you’re a pussy: you didn’t experience a real pledgeship.
For all you naive folks, the Pledge Class President is the leader of the pledges. It’s not fucking hard to understand, the name slightly gives it away. But don’t let the title fool you. He’s still a pledge, just with more responsibility. The selection process varies by fraternity and university. Fraternities have been known to hand pick the PCP out of the pledge class, let the brotherhood vote, engage in a contest of sorts, or even let the pledge class decide without intervention. The selection process is important; once a decision is made, there’s no turning back. If pledges are as mind-fucked as they’re supposed to be, then there’s always the overachiever in the bunch just eager to lead his buddies to victory. Huge fucking mistake. Or, there’s the cocky bastard who the brotherhood despises most… he usually wins the election if there is one. You get the picture.
The duties of a PCP are priceless to pledgeship. While the #57 Pledge Master leads the little fuckers down their dark and shitty pathway to brotherhood, the PCP is solely responsible for his pledge brothers. When all else fails, the brotherhood needs a fall guy. And Mr. PCP is that guy. When a pledge fucks up, the PCP is responsible. As the weeks roll along, the pledge class wants to punch the PCP in the face for every text message he sends out. And as the story goes, the day will come when the pledge class revolts against their PCP. But hey, I’m sure the brotherhood had a hand in that somehow. He takes the blame at all times, gets shit on the most, and basically serves as the face of his pledge class. Well that sort of sounds like Obama now doesn’t it? Anyways, it sucks. If you’re thinking about pledging, here’s one solid piece of advice: DON’T FUCKING BE PCP. Enough said.
Putting aside the extent in which the PCP is fucked, there is a level of respect in the long run. Yes, this poor kid will get the most fingers shoved up his ass; yet, there is a benefit down the line. A sick concept of pledging involves the level of hazing a pledge endures. If you got hazed the most as a pledge, you’ll most likely be respected more as a brother. Yes, it’s fucked up. It’s just the way it works. As brotherhood beckons, the PCP is respected for enduring it all. Once a PCP, always a PCP. Whether a brother or a pledge, you’ll always be remembered for who you were and what you did. And by the way, you never want to be the brother who had an easy pledgeship compared to the rest. #26 Brother hazing is a bitch, but that story is for another time.
It’s not hazing. It’s brotherhood.