I RECENTLY heard a quote from President George W. H. Bush's Deputy Undersecretary of Defense Jed Babbin, "Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without an accordion." As much as we can all appreciate a good joke about France, this sort of idea is exactly what is plaguing the world at the moment.
Most of us cannot count the number of times that we have heard Martin Luther King's "I have a dream" speech.
Though it fades in and out of the spotlight, the living wage campaign has been steadily moving along for years now.
As America enters a new era of race relations and challenges the thorny issue of affirmative action, especially at universities, the American public seems skeptical of the benefits of using race as a factor for admissions.
Last week, on the hit reality show "American Idol," some rather surprising results ensued. Of the eight contestants featured, the two chosen to move on, Ruben Studdard and Kimberley Locke, were both black, overweight individuals. The anomaly was not in their skin color, but in the other aspects of their physical appearance.
As a second-year member of Hoo Crew, I would like to respond to the two columns published February 19 regarding our policies and actions at last Saturday's game (Alex Rosemblat's "Re-evaluationg Hoo Crew policy" and Kristen Brown's "Fixing U-Hall's camping flaws"). First of all, I would like to affirm that Hoo Crew's main goal is to provide the best possible camp-out situation for the most people, and we are always open to constructive criticism to make the experience even better.
IT'S A SUNNY Saturday afternoon, and you have brought your youngest son to his older brother's little league game.You're all enjoying the day, when suddenly your son drops his hot dog and turns to you with a look of sheer terror and absolute panic.
IN FOUR years, I will be caring for patients as a resident physician, and I want the best education available.
THIS WEEKEND'S treacherous snowfall had us trapped indoors for three days, and even though I tried to weather the storm with an outdoor football game and a house-filled fraternity get-together, I eventually gave in to my ominous twenty-seven inch boob tube.
POLITICS may be a good thing, as the slogan of the University's Center for Politics goes, but as the events of the past week show, it remains a nasty business.
FOR THREE years of high school journalism classes I looked forward to my senior block, a shrine of immortality in high school.
WE SAT in the back of the class room, shades drawn and blank index cards resting on our otherwise bare desks.
RECENTLY, the high court in the little country of Belgium made a very big ruling. The Supreme Court of Belgium made its decision about events which occurred in September 1982, in or near the refugee camps known as Sabra and Shatila, in the country of Lebanon.
I SPENT the majority of last week huddled under a sleeping bag, listening to the wind threaten to rip apart our tent and hoping the flashlight wouldn't burn out so I could get some work done.
LAST SATURDAY, the men's basketball game against Duke wasn't the only disappointment at University Hall.
I don't envy the job of a political reporter during election season. Politics is a mean business, and the political reporter has the unenviable task of separating fact from rumor and truth from slander.
As University students begin casting their votes in spring elections today, one issue continues to cast a pall over this year's election process.
Since the passage of U.N. Security Council Resolution 1441 in November, the United States and President Bush have supported weapons inspections in Iraq with the understanding that if results weren't fast and direct, there would be serious consequences.
Last week, the Federal Bureau of Investigation announced a heightened level of terrorist threat, and America braced for attack.
From Rome to Seoul, Johannesburg to Melbourne, people have been calling for peace. As part of a global protest on Saturday, the streets of 150 U.S.
