Category: Perspectives

I’m daddy’s little girl. I’m the only child and daddy’s pride and joy. Being an only child is a lot of pressure. You are the only chance your parents have. If you mess up, you’re not only messing up your life, but theirs too since you’re their only shot. There is a constant striving to…

This week’s letters to the editor

I am going to go into that little curtained booth next week, and I am going to use that felt-tipped marker to complete the arrow for the candidate that I choose for the office in question. It is my civic duty and damned but do I feel accomplished when that zamboni-looking machine sucks up my…

Halloween is almost here. I feel pretty good about it, like the holiday will hit pretty close to my heart, the hearts of our nation. Everyone is stricken with paranoia, and Bush has a neurotic obsession with the word evil. Why not then? Let’s have big Halloween bashes to celebrate all of this madness.

Response to last week’s staffer editorial regarding fraternity rushes on campus.

I have three lives: a mother, a student, and a lesbian. These three aspects do not smoothly intersect. In my family there were many bitten tongues when I announced that my daughter would be appearing in the Pride Parade as the Princess of Pride.

We are all very busy people with intricate lives and myriad responsibilities. We are going to go to war. The Beltway Sniper has killed a bunch of people. Does anyone know? When you walk by a newspaper vending machine, do you look at the cover?

I don’t consider myself easily offended. I am not one of those persons who looks for things to complain about. But I did find myself at a loss for words last Monday night at about 11 p.m. I went outside for my before-bedtime cigarette, and there was a group of boys from a fraternity in…

This week’s letters to the Editor

I was ten years old when I realized I liked girls. I thought liking girls was impossible. Homosexuality was a topic that I never pondered or even overheard grown-ups talking about when I was a kid.

Reactions to last week’s “peace protest” and others

Elise Adams talks of discrimination and academic freedom

First I lost my job (downer). Then my son was born (upper). Two weeks later, my wife said she couldn’t deal with the situation of both of us working full-time and going to school full-time, took the baby and left. (Downer!) Due to this little roller coaster ride, I broke into a million pieces.

Count me OUT is a weekly column written by members of the GLBTQA Resource Center

As many of you are aware from recent news reports, there has been a resolution of issues related to the contract grievances filed by Associate Professor of Psychology John Broida. Today, in response to the Faculty Review Committee created last spring, I’m announcing the formation of a committee of students, faculty and administrators to review…

I couldn’t help but to smirk when I read your piece on the new printing fees. I do not own a printer, and I happily pay a printing fee every time I use a school computer to print. I do not own a car, and quite unhappily, pay a parking fee every time I sign…

What has long been known as “The Adams Humor” has been passed down from my grandfather to my father to me. Off-key and often incomprehensible to outsiders, this sense of humor bonds us in all situations. There is no ill in this world that cannot be solved by a tee-hee-inducing play on words.

It is the popular consensus that ex-smokers are the most annoying non-smokers. The theory is that since we ex-smokers have successfully quit, we think EVERYONE should. We are considered judgmental and overly critical of smokers for not having the ability to commit to quitting. On top of that, we complain more than any other non-smokers.

It’s 6:15 on a drizzly overcast September evening and the intersection at Congress and High Streets is obstructed by over 100 people: some dancing, some sitting, some carrying signs and others just being, but all there for the same purpose: to peacefully protest the impending war in Iraq.

Weekly student senate update.

… I find it almost humorous that the University can sneak high-priced parking decals into our student bill instead of looking for ways to cut unnecessary costs, and we get laminated book return policies. That is a bit ridiculous.

I’ll be honest: the only reason I am doing this is because all I have to do is point and click. I read your article on Marcy’s and I felt it didn’t pick up the whole vibe of what Marcy’s is exactly.

What is news, anyway? Why are we at times so addicted to it, yet other times it is the most mundane thing on earth?

Students and staff coming and going, going and coming, sometimes in swells, other times in trickles. Almost always moving, like some sort of perpetual motion. Assignments, deadlines, due dates, and times of meeting motivate us. How rare is it to have a moment to catch your breath?