LAST WEEK, the most mortifying experience of my life finally happened. I caught the bus and was forced to stand up due to its usual overcrowdedness.
YEARS from now, when my children ask me what I thought about Bill Clinton, I'll say that I agreed with his impeachment and was disappointed, though not surprised, that he remained in office.
ON SATURDAY morning I had a revelation. I'm sitting in my room, minding my own business and absorbed in the inaugural speech of our newest president, when out of the blue, I was blindsided by this reference to scripture: "When we see that wounded traveler on the road to Jericho," said President Bush on the steps of the Capitol, "we will not pass to the other side." This noble quote was a surprising change to the humdrum of inaugural prose. Why then, did I fidget in my seat uncomfortably and look away from the television?
WARNING - This is an academic argument that may offend you. Proceed at your own risk. Elitism is the notion that some people are more valuable than others, that some cultures have contributed more to the growth of humanity than others, that some contributions to literature, art, philosophy or science are better than others.
AS THE Cavalier Daily resumes publication in the new year, I would like to take this opportunity to review some aspects of the paper's performance from last semester.
RUSH IS for the mainstream. Rush is for people who dress a certain way or are a certain skin color.
ALTHOUGH many try, few universities legitimately can consider themselves "public Ivies." The University certainly is one of them, if not the original.
THERE are a few big differences between high school and college, and most of them have to do with freedom.
SENATOR John Ashcroft certainly is not the popular hero of the ACLU or NOW, but neither is half the conservative population of America.
SO YOU bought all your text books and restocked your supply of pens and notebooks. You feel ready and prepared for the new semester.
NUDE GIRLS! Warhol & Rothko at SFMOMA. citizenkane@castro. As I was walking around San Francisco last week, my eyes barely noted most of the thousands of neon signs, banners and other postings of information covering the city.
EVERYONE has a few. You pass by them every day. Perhaps it is in the computer lab, or maybe one of the fitness centers.
EVERY time you think you've seen the lowest of the low, the most ridiculous of the ridiculous, and the most frightening of the frightening, along comes something far worse.
COMING back, one can't help but notice the abundance of anti-Greek and anti-rush signs up around grounds.
IT'S LIKE the national Catholic anthem this time of year. Every Sunday, four weeks in a row, right before Christmas, Catholic churches everywhere will sing "O Come All Ye Faithful." Families have huge meals of ham and turkey and brightly colored cookies.
GOING to my roommate's for Thanksgiving was really fun -- with my small family, I had never experienced the phenomenon of eating the traditional meal with 15 other people.
AS THIS last edition of The Cavalier Daily for the year 2000 rolls off the presses, the semester draws to a close.
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE to ignore these bells when you hear them ringing. Yes, the infamous sound of the Salvation Army bells can now be heard all over town.
DURING the upcoming holidays, celebrate Thanksgiving a second time, and do it a bit differently.
TO MOST people, the holiday season means Christmas, Hanukkah or Kwanzaa and New Year's. But for Canadians, our friendly neighbors to the north, the month of December brings another tradition: Boxing Day. Every year I look at my calendar, while frantically trying to coordinate end-of-semester activities, and idly wonder what Boxing Day really is.
