DO YOU know who your teachers are? A recent study indicates that close to half of American college instructors in humanities disciplines are part-time - either graduate students or adjunct faculty.
EVERYONE has heard the adage "publish or perish" whether or not they are a member of an academic community.
REMEMBER these proud words from childhood: "I did it all by myself, nobody helped me." Maybe it was when you read a book or made a cake.
MY FATHER, with his endless amounts of wisdom, says that the 2000 election proves one thing - people in Florida are stupid.
WHEN I was in the fourth grade, I ran for student council. The election process went something like this: Any student, with a recommendation from his or her teacher, could run for student council.
AT THE end of the nineteenth century, the rise of anti-Jewish sentiment in Eastern Europe resulted in the first modern waves of Jewish emigration to Palestine.
FEEL-GOOD politics really irritate me. Each time we have a major disagreement in this country, commentators come out of the woodwork, pleading for "bipartisanship," which in this context essentially means that nobody is allowed to disagree about anything, no matter how substantive the issue.
YOU CAN'T believe everything you read. In last week's Cavalier Daily, two pieces on the Opinion page cited the lack of an evaluation system that students can refer to when choosing classes.
THE INFINITE traffic light at the Cavalier Inn. The jagged, hairpin curve on Wertland Street behind the Corner.
FOR THE last two weeks, as the election controversy has unfolded, the national media has kept up a phenomenal level of coverage on the events in Florida.
THOSE who bemoan priority registra- tion for Echols Scholars and students with a truckload of Advanced Placement credits - there are plenty of you - should stop whining. It is insufficient simply to complain about this issue; if you care about resolving it, you'll offer a better alternative.
THE PERVASIVE addiction to AOL's Instant Messenger is no longer considered an unhealthy obsession with chat culture; it is a way of life.
THERE are some things in this world that just don't make sense: those crop circles in Iowa, supposedly made by aliens, the fact that the Spice Girls came out of two-hit-wonder oblivion long enough to put out a new album, and the fact that people actually are buying it.
THE HEADLINE of The Cavalier Daily arrested me from my usual Grounds-walking haze. "University drug crackdown" - for a moment I wondered if those wacky kids at The Declaration had created a fake edition, but no, this was the real Cavalier Daily. Federal indictments!
OKAY, first things first: Ralph Nader can kiss my ass. What else can you say about a man who, for the explicit purpose of ego gratification, has likely put in office a candidate whose principles he vehemently opposes?
LEADING up to the election, you would not find a more vehement supporter of Vice President Al Gore.
WHEN YOU buy a new car, you can shop around before making your final decision. Music stores have listening stations so you can sample the newest CD's before throwing down $15.
THE PEOPLE spoke. The Constitution ignored them. Our bizarre, antiquated, illogical and unfair Electoral College system appears, for the third time in history, to have deprived the American people of their choice for president.
WATCHING the recent week's electoral morass on CNN in the same fascinated, near-amazed way workers at a sausage factory stare at their machines, I came to a conclusion on Sunday morning.
YOU ARE enjoying a lazy afternoon watching television when you start to feel kind of hot. Even though it is mid November, you chalk it up to El Nino and return your attention to "The Real World" marathon.
