The Real World Glasgow
This is the true story of 15 nut cases picked to live in a country that's sort of foreign, sort of domestic, sort of ancient and sort of modern.
This is the true story of 15 nut cases picked to live in a country that's sort of foreign, sort of domestic, sort of ancient and sort of modern.
Point/Counterpoint
Point/Counterpoint
As with many people in America, I occasionally have the occasion to watch a little TV. This impressive device, found in living rooms, bedrooms and dorm rooms across the country, has often been maligned by mean-spirited critics, prompting them to dub it "the idiot box," "the boob tube" or "the goddamned television." Friends, I wish to occupy the opposite ground, and take a moment to laud the greatest invention since six-string guitars. There are some who profess that if they watch television, they can "feel" themselves "getting dumber." I argue that this is in fact a personal problem and in no way related to the television.
As I examine the daily papers or log onto CNN.com, I am greeted with the news that George W. Bush has apparently recaptured the adoration of the American people and is once again running in a dead heat with Al Gore in the 2000 presidential race.
Last spring when I saw the Transformers movie (yes, put this one alongside Vanilla Ice's "Cool as Ice" and GI Joe for retro Gen X-er appeal), I had no idea I would be using it as a bad way to start off this opinion article.
In rowing there exists a collegiate tradition of awarding shirts to the winner of the race. After the boats are out of the water, and the competitors have caught their breath, the loser approaches the winner, finds the man who rowed opposite him, hands him his shirt and shakes his hand.
Gun control -- George W. Bush has an interesting approach to solving the gun problem that is currently afflicting our country.
The abortion pill RU-486 is available now. They're adding more rent-a-cops to the displays at all the local FDA hangouts and abortion clinics to protect the lives of those involved.
Watching the videotape of the death of 12-year-old Mohammed Aldura provides the viewer with one of those unforgettably tragic images.
To the Editor: I enjoyed very much the article Andy Edwards wrote for The Dartmouth. I am an Eagle Scout from Berkeley, California and completely understand what you are saying.
As a wise old junior, I planned on writing a really impressive column showcasing my extensive knowledge of Dartmouth, dispensing pellets of knowledge like so many pieces of Pez and impressing all the cute '04 girls on the way.
A Political Gesture It is unfortunate that President Clinton opted to release a small percentage of the U.S.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Those are the oh-so-wonderful sounds that we've all come to know and love on a campus consumed by Machiavellian tactics for getting things done regardless of who's trampled on in the process. It seems as if the guys driving the construction vehicles outside Silsby go in reverse at 7 a.m.
I am programmed to be proud of a lot of things. Proud to be American, proud to be black, proud to be a black American, proud to be a Dartmouth student, proud to live in a "free" society, proud to be a Christian, proud to walk upright, etc.
I am sitting at a brand new carrel on the third floor of Berry Library in a comfortable chair with ample desk space and dividers between myself and the desks next to and across from me to keep me focused on my own work.
Hiking, camping, days covered in your own filth -- no, I am not talking about the DOC trips but instead the Boy Scouts of America.
To the Editor: I am writing in reference to an article in the September 21st edition of "The Dartmouth" regarding computer thefts.
How can you tell the world is about to end? In the Christian tradition, a dazzling light in the sky and a figure born aloft on a cloud herald the extirpation of life.
To the Dartmouth Community: I'd like to publicly apologize for an offense that I committed last winter.