Jay Bundy's right. I voted for him, and I'm stupider for it. And I'd like to apologize to you, Penn State, for thinking it was a good idea.

My natural tendency is to support the iconoclast -- something Penn State needs as many of as possible -- and that stubborn notion led me to cast my ballot for Jay Bundy in last week's University Park Undergraduate Association (UPUA) elections. But perhaps more importantly, I voted for Jay Bundy because organizations like UPUA and the Undergraduate Student Government (USG) have had about as much impact on this campus as salt deposits on Mars, and rather than electing another glorified milk monitor, I'd rather my president be weird and outspoken and willing to rattle some cages.

It turns out Jay Bundy is weird, outspoken and willing to rattle some cages. But as Bundy himself proved in his own words, quoted in Friday's article "Bundy: Voters 'stupid'," he's also arrogant, self-serving and far too immature to realize the magnificent opportunity winning this election could've presented him.

Bundy went on what the Collegian reported to be "a lengthy tirade" at his presidential certification, promising not to uphold the office into which he was voted, cursing a lot and generally proving himself to be an attention-starved do-nothing without "offering any further explanation" as to why he would pull of such an elaborate, pointless bit of self-promotion. I suspect he thought it would be funny. He was wrong.

I get it, Jay. USG and UPUA do precious little around here but give a boost to the résumés of their elected leaders. The biggest thing to have come out of either since I've been around Penn State was a really tall dolphin-trainer too nice to stay competitive on Survivor.

So, out of boredom and disdain for the office, you ran, never expecting to win. But when you did, instead of either graciously telling people it was all a joke or stepping up to the plate and actually doing something cool with the position of power you've been put in, you made some very loud, public jokes for you and your friends to chuckle at and insinuated that you were essentially done with a job that hasn't even started yet.

What could you possibly be proving? And whom exactly are you trying to impress? For a week now, you've had the whole campus' attention -- something almost impossible to do without starting a fire or wearing cleats -- and all you managed to come up with was "we need less rules?" How punk.

Hey, Penn State: We've got problems. Tuition's gone through the roof over the last couple years, yet I've heard more complaints about the new location of the Creamery. We're all ostensibly here because we've got something we want to do with our lives, yet we drink too much and walk into speeding traffic.

More and more students are taking more and more time to finish our degrees because of inflating credit requirements and rampant class scheduling issues. This is the stuff that should matter to you as Penn State students, but we seem to all be saving our voices for our weekly Saturday afternoon Morelli-directed yell-a-thons. So when somebody comes along with a golden ticket to give voice to the students -- particularly the tragically underrepresented groups of Penn Staters that Bundy could've represented -- and turns around and insults them, it's such a colossal waste of breath.

Bundy shouldn't be there. It's what he wants, it's what UPUA wants, and it's what the students want. You can hold another election if you need to, but you've got a perfectly good president in last week's runner-up Jay Chamberlin, a straight guy cool enough to drop by an LGBTA "Coming Out" rally on election day simply because it's the right thing to do.

We need outspoken, forward-thinking people both in positions of power and out on the streets to yell as loud as they can, to shed some light on what's working and what isn't, to truly shake things up around here.

People like Jay Bundy, to borrow a line from James Brown, might be talking loud, but they're saying nothing.