After the blizzard, peace
That turbulent blizzard, once passed, left behind such a peaceful scene.
That turbulent blizzard, once passed, left behind such a peaceful scene.
I've gotta hand it to the transportation "services" that are at our fingertips here in the Bend for Saint Mary's and Notre Dame students. What other school provides a "personal van service," so dearly known as Blinky, to usher you from the ice rink of a parking lot to your dorm doorstep at 1 a.m. just so you can avoid the tundra known as South Bend? Kudos.
Progressive Student Alliance has put every effort into getting sexual orientation added to Notre Dame's non discrimination clause (NDC), and every year it has failed. Insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results; the petition has not worked in the past, and it will not work this time. In a time where there are countless other things that need to be fixed, including at Notre Dame and Saint Mary's, it is time for the Progressive Student Alliance to move on to something that actually has a chance of success at Notre Dame and thus make a difference. Don't get me wrong — as a lesbian, I am forever grateful for the unwavering support and courage that allies here show in their everyday interactions.
We need some stress relievers. Notre Dame students work hard, so we need a way to let out that stress in a fun (maybe not safe) way. I propose three ideas that, if watched over, could provide a good way to relieve that stress, along with a new way of speeding up the walk to class.
At work this past Friday covering the front desk at the Gug, I received not one but three calls in the course of an hour from a guy bemoaning the state of Notre Dame football. (Because clearly, a freshman answering phones in the football office has a lot of pull when it comes to fundamentally altering a 120-year-old program.)
Hosni Mubarak is on his death bed. An aide comes to his side and asks if he plans to deliver a farewell speech to his people. Mubarak looks up and replies, "Why, where are they going?"
The propagation of Democracy has been the driving force of U.S. foreign policy since the end of World War I with Woodrow Wilson's calls for national self-determination around the world. In the past 10 years alone we have toppled regimes and governments in Afghanistan and Iraq and have replaced them with democracies. George Bush stated, "[We] are committed to a strategic goal of a free Iraq that is democratic, that can govern itself, defend itself and sustain itself." The promotion of democracies has been significant to most modern presidents and has been part of the justification for the sacrifice of American lives in Iraq and Afghanistan. Despite this apparently pro-democratic foreign policy, the Obama administration has failed to promote democratic movements in Egypt and has been embarrassingly ambivalent, infusing the crises with political rhetoric. Is this a departure from America's promotion of democracy, or are these policies simply political rhetoric?
Friday's article, ("#isthisreallife", Jan. 28), was an incredible embarrassment to me as a Notre Dame student. I am amazed that such a simple thing as shoveling the tiny amount of sidewalk associated with one's house could be such a big deal. Furthermore, the self-centeredness shown in the article is astounding.
It's scary to think that this is my last ever first column of the semester. We seniors have had a number of these realizations within the past few weeks, and only then has it really started to hit home that, in a few short months, our experience here on campus will be over. Last home football game. Last time returning from break. And, worst of all, last first week of class (it's all downhill after syllabus week.)
There's only so much you can learn from a textbook — of which you'll probably remember nothing — so why waste your time? The most useful lessons I've learned in life have been from my parents. In lieu of the upcoming Junior Parents Weekend, I figured I would pay them homage and relay some of their best advice.
You've heard it all before. The usual Commencement speaker viewpoint hoopla. The Commencement speaker is too boring or too controversial. This person shouldn't be awarded an honorary degree. Why can't we ever get someone cool? Yada, yada, yada. But when I heard that our Commencement speaker was Defense Secretary Gates, the only cabinet member to serve under both President Bush and Obama, I thought we would avoid this hullabaloo. I was mistaken. Mr. Linskey ("Gates the wrong choice for Commencement speaker," Jan. 31) has made things political, once again. No matter who the commencement speaker is, there will always be someone who has a gripe with it.
Reading the recent article "Rectors' pets call residence halls home" (Jan. 26) I was struck by the certain unfair quality inherent in the story. As a resident of Walsh, with a new rector this year, we did not have the good fortune of having a dog grandfathered in. By the new rule, we are now prohibited from owning one, much to the dismay of our rector and all of the girls in our dorm. It seems highly unfair that we should be excluded from this privilege and opportunity solely on the basis of circumstance. There are numerous benefits that result from owning an animal, many of which are especially relevant to college living. Having a dog in the dorm would encourage responsibility, healthy living and overall wellness while offering a relaxing outlet to students. From issues of depression to grief counseling, dogs have proved effective in reducing stress, homesickness and promoting well-being. In regards to allergies, being one of the oldest dorms on campus without much ventilation and totally lacking air conditioning, the addition of a dog would hardly have a significant effect on the air quality. With all of the positive effects, such a minor hypothetical difficulty seems trivial. Notre Dame has always striven to provide a multitude of resources to promote the health of its students, and it seems ridiculous that they should deny our dorms one of the possibly most beneficial.
In the defense of her violent language that has been blamed for inciting the shooting of Rep. Gabrielle Gifford, Sarah Palin said, "Acts of monstrous criminality stand on their own. They begin and end with the criminals who commit them, not collectively with all the citizens of a state, not with those who listen to talk radio, not with maps of swing districts used by both sides of the aisle, not with law-abiding citizens who respectfully exercise their First Amendment rights at campaign rallies, not with those who proudly voted in the last election."
Last week's editorial endorsing the selection of Robert Gates as this year's Commencement speaker failed to take into account the gravity of the United States' current military engagements overseas and Secretary Gates' role in those operations. As a senior graduating in May, I am troubled by Secretary Gates' selection. Although he has had an impressive career marked by a number of praiseworthy accomplishments, Secretary Gates' role in recent U.S. foreign policy decisions makes him an inappropriate choice for Commencement speaker.
Tradition. A word so synonymous with Notre Dame it applies to discussions of football and graces numerous articles of memorabilia in the Hammes Bookstore.
Wednesday's article, ("The environmentally unconscious one; or, Why I love America," Jan. 26), has to be a joke. In case it wasn't a satire, I just want to state that the deeds of the environmentally unconscious people also make the future generations and the environmentally conscious ones responsible for what they didn't do.
In the heart of Milwaukee, near the shore of Lake Michigan, lost somewhere in the depths of memory, there is a playground.
I don't know if you've ever been in the tunnels before, and from your letter, ("Open the tunnels," Jan. 16), it is pretty clear that you haven't, but to be honest it's not really a warm cozy corridor you can use to walk in between buildings to escape the South Bend weather. It's hot and dirty and you're very likely to hit your head on a lightbulb. Just sayin'.
Robert Gates is not Stephen Colbert. Nor is he Bono.