I don’t think I’d want a scholarship or award named after me. At least not one that people have to apply for.
I just got rejected from one of these – and have been rejected from it many times before – and when I got my rejection letter, I confess to swearing a bit at the letter. Like, if, theoretically the award was called the Frankenfurter Award (it’s not), I’d be like, (And please cover your ears for the next few lines if you’re sensitive to swearing) “Goddamn it, Frankenfurter! Screw you!” or “Oh, the fucking Frankenfurter Award didn’t fucking go to me again. The Fucking Frankfurter can go fuck itself.”
So – I’m not sure it’s such a great honor to have a scholarship or award named after someone. One person a year benefits from Frankenfurter and loves Frankenfurter and thinks Frankenfurter is the best thing ever but at least a THOUSAND people a year REALLY resent Frankenfurter and feel like they wasted their goddamn time again.
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