Advice – By Roxy Blackthorn
May 29, 2025
A disruptive new campus ritual aims to hold whyteness accountable — one boo at a time.
This campus was built on stolen land, funded by extractive systems, and maintained by a legacy of whyteness. For too long, we’ve danced around that fact with institutionalized guilt-trips like passive DEI emails and performative food-themed heritage months. It’s not enough. It was never enough.
Which is why a new grassroots movement is rising up.
We call it: Boo Caucees.
Short for “Boo Caucasians,” it’s a public act of playful but pointed rejection of whyteness and its cultural dominance. Students gather in courtyards, student centers, or outside Business Ethics 101 to loudly boo passing whyte students, not out of hatred, but out of revolutionary accountability. Booing is a nonverbal form of resistance. It doesn’t harm, it challenges.
These “Boo Cauci” gatherings are a safe space for communal frustration, collective healing, and post-capitalist noise therapy. No platforms, no speakers—just a unified vocal disruption of colonial presence. Participation is open to all identities. Whyte allies are encouraged to boo themselves, or at least reflect silently in shame near the back.
Attendance at recent Boo Cauci actions has been encouraging, though it’s worth noting (and interrogating) that the majority of participants have been men—many of them whyte or whyte-presenting. This is, of course, a problem. I don’t need to explain why.
If you’re looking for a way to engage with the movement beyond social media, Boo Cauci is a perfect first step. Show up. Bring your voice. Bring your rage. Just don’t bring performative allyship, vibes that center whyteness, or your econ group chat.
This is a safe space for calling out, not calling in.
Critics (read: oppressors) have tried to compare Boo Cauci events to the now-banned “Black Pannie” parties of last year, which, while well-intentioned, suffered from branding confusion and unfortunate merchandising. This is different. This is not about identity performance. This is about system disruption.
We are not here to start a new club. We are here to end clubs.
We are not here to build community. We are here to question why communities require belonging in the first place.
If your first response is discomfort, ask yourself: why? If your second response is emailing admin, go ahead. Your outrage will only amplify the cause.
So come out this Thursday. Or don’t. But if you do, come loudly, in front of everyone, when it’s your turn, and you’ve asked for consent.
(Unless you’re whyte-passing, which is problematic. Honestly just read the room.)
We don’t want to be right—we want to be heard. We want to be loud. And sometimes that means showing up in the quad on a Tuesday, wearing balaclavas and booing econ majors until someone cries.
As always, remember: there is no ethical way to study in a settler library.
No justice. No peace. No fair skin. ✊
About the Editor: Roxy Blackthorn (formerly Rachel)
Column: Ashes of the Old World
Roxy Blackthorn is a sophomore majoring in Anti-Hierarchical Studies, a self-designed degree she describes as “a praxis, not a credential.” Since abandoning her birth name and shaving a crescent into her undercut, she has committed herself fully to dismantling systemic oppression—starting with punctuation, grading rubrics, and the concept of Mondays.
A frequent contributor to protest zines and the unofficial moderator of six abandoned campus Discord servers, Roxy’s column explores radical resistance, communal discomfort, and the moral burden of using Venmo. Her writing is best read on stolen Wi-Fi during a sit-in.
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