A Fourth Year student of mine, Erika Jacobsen, is doing fieldwork in Washington, D.C. this semester.
THE PUBLIC discourse at the University often runs itself. The leaders of one organization know the leaders of others and, very often, "the others" include the publications that students pick up everyday.
MONEY well spent. Not always something written about in the newspaper. If looking for an example around Grounds, how about serving up a laptop with your next latte?
THIS, MY LAST column as The Cavalier Daily's ombudsman, originally was going to be a review of the numerous improvements made to the paper during the previous year.
ACTIVISM is usually good. Some activism, however, is really bad. Unfortunately, some of that bad activism is present at the University. Religion is good.
MY HANDS and clothing have been stained often enough by the ink sliding off this cheap newsprint that I know that it doesn't wash off without some difficulty.
IT'S AFFECTIONATELY referred to by students as the "grease pit." Its defining characteristic is the rancid smell of grease that permeates through students' hair and clothes once they leave the "pit," subduing even the most expensive colognes and body washes.
THE UNIVERSITY is an attractive place. It is full of spaces that delight the tourist's camera and titillate the casual history buff.
WE WERE all at "that awkward stage" once -- pre-pubescent adolescents just figuring out the way things worked.
WHEN MOM and Dad tell you to be careful, they mean it. If the startling criminal incidents of the last few days have taught us anything, it is that we are not nearly as safe as we might pretend to be.
THESIS. It's a scary word, isn't it? I probably just frightened half my readers away. For all you brave souls still reading, take heart.
FIGURES lie and liars figure. Once again out-of-state tuition is increasing, and once again President John T.
NORMALLY, we think of Third World countries when we think of an employer that abuses its labor force.
WHEN SOMEONE close to you dies, you usually mourn for a while, but still have memories of him to brighten your day.
DURING spring break, my dad informed me that the final tuition check of my undergraduate career had left the Startt family coffers to subsidize my University education.
AS A HIGH school junior, I remember obediently plucking college guides off the bookshelf at Barnes and Nobles when spring rolled around.
THE UNIVERSITY'S new ranking in Yahoo! Internet Life Magazine is bound to please administrators here.
DAYS LIKE last Wednesday really make students from states other than Virginia wish they could vote.
A REGULAR task of my childhood was buying the Sunday papers. "Go down to Tandler's," my father would say, "and pick up the Times, the Trib, the News, the Mirror, the Journal and the Record." All but the last of these referred to the main New York City newspapers operating through the early 1960s.
PUBLIC gardens ... yeah that's the ticket. We'll put up some public gardens. Yeah. And some of us will buy our own plots in the gardens.
