Recently, funnies co-editor Nathan Anderson, alongside other Goshen College students, had the opportunity to attend a conference at the United Nations in New York City. This made us consider a heated argument amongst our friends about whether Goshen is rural

or not. After this most recent trip to NYC, we can confidently say that our opinion has changed on the topic. 

Previously, we were adamant that Goshen was rural, citing the relatively low population, lack of shenanigans occurring around town and abundance of corn for hundreds of miles. However, after visiting the Big Apple, we think that Goshen should be renamed

to the Big Maple. Frankly, everything that makes New York a city makes Goshen an even

better one. 

They might have New York University, sure, but we have GC. Who needs the backdrop of Manhattan to study in when you have the Northern Indiana cornfields? New York has Central Park, but it’s no Shanklin Park. You’ve heard of the Broken Shield, but the Statue of Liberty? Never met the bloke. 

I know lots of people love the Amazing Spider-Man, but we think that he’s no match for the compassionate peacemaking of Dash the Squirrel. Everyone knows squirrels are way more agile than spiders anyway. 

You might have read the news in The New York Times, but we know the reporting of The Record is unmatched. Why would you do the Wordle when John Eash-Scott has just produced another banger crossword? 

The view from the top of the Empire State Building is decent, I guess, but the view from the fourth floor of the Romero Apartments is truly a sight for sore eyes. 

New York-style pizza is nothing compared to the delectable delights you might find at The Fold or Venturi.

All this to say, our minds have been changed. Goshen is not only a city, but it might be the biggest city around. In our minds,

it’s much more of a city than New York will ever be. Anything those so-called “big city slickers” have, we have tenfold here in Goshen. 

There are plenty of shenanigans going on: exciting events like First Fridays, doing homework at the Brew, or completing yet another accounting assignment for Andrew Hartzler. Yes, there is corn for hundreds of miles; yes, we only have a population

of 30,000 people; and yes, everyone on campus knows who everyone else is dating, but, in our opinion, that makes the Goshen community something you’d never find in somewhere so boring as New York City.