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Alice Chaosurawong/The Collegian
If a person in a crowded grocery store came up to me and said, "Move bitch," I'd probably punch him or her in the face. But, start blasting Ludacris' song, "Move Bitch," and there I am singing right along. I'm a hypocrite. There, I've admitted it. But I get the feeling that I am not alone.
Four years ago seems like forever. But in retrospect, they were right when they said it would fly by. I am heartbroken that during my last year at the University of Richmond of actually taking people up on their offers to hang out, to go to dinner, to take road trips and to attend their organization's events, I have met genuine people with whom I feel I've lost time.
Last week I learned that Harry Kalas, the voice of the Philadelphia Phillies, passed away while preparing to call a Phillies victory over the Washington Nationals. He was found, unconscious, on the floor of the booth. I cannot find words to express the sorrow that news brought me. Harry was not just the voice of my summers, he was the voice of baseball.
My fellow graduates, as we reflect on the four years that were our college experience, I would like to take the time to highlight some key memories of our freshman year that only we, as seniors, could understand. Here's to four more years!
The University of Richmond has begun to take steps toward fostering a more inclusive community for sexual and gender minorities on campus. Frustrated by our persistent marginalization and invisibility on campus, organizations representing sexual and gender minorities have begun to reinvigorate themselves and, in the process, have cultivated campus-wide enthusiasm for their efforts.
First, I'd like to introduce who the writers of this response are - a Turk and an Armenian. We both have an absolute adoration for our countries, and thus, the issue of "genocide" has come up between us in conversation numerous times. Even though we have different views on the issue, neither of us thinks it is up to anyone, aside from Armenia and Turkey, to officially resolve this issue.
It was a word I had rarely heard until arriving at the University of Richmond on that scorching, second-to-last week in August for freshman year. A few months in an all-girls dorm would quickly change that. A few years would expose a pervasiveness in student vocabulary that not even separate, coordinate colleges could prevent. Calorie.
Tze Loo, an assistant professor of history at the University of Richmond, will travel to Tokyo, Japan, in July to continue research on the Shuri Castle at Waseda University through a yearlong fellowship.
One week before the German invasion of Poland, Adolf Hitler outlined his official plans in a widely unknown speech. It was in this speech that he first told his men that the only way to gain the land necessary for German survival and prosperity was to completely eliminate the enemy.
This is in response to the article about the on-campus parking and the kiddies who were brilliant enough to reach $1,000 in fines. Let me make it clear that I do not agree with all of the Parking Services rules. Some do need to be changed, but to abuse the rules this much and not learn from it is something that needs to be discussed.
A girl was murdered a few days ago at Gettysburg College. I knew her, but not very well. In fact, I've only met her once. She was roommates with a good friend of mine. The person charged with murdering her was her ex-boyfriend. He allegedly strangled and stabbed her until she died. It makes me sick to think that she was so brutally murdered and it makes me even sicker to think that Gettysburg College is no exception. This could happen anywhere.
I'll never forget the afternoon my brother Patrick told me he was gay. It was the summer before my junior year of high school, and Patrick, who had been out of college for more than a year, was visiting my family for the weekend from Washington, D.C. He sat my brother James and me down and said he had something important to tell us. The situation seemed very eerie and set-up. I remember feeling sick to my stomach watching him as he struggled with how to begin.
Earlier this week, I came across a comic strip from Calvin & Hobbes by Bill Watterson. Calvin's words struck a familiar chord with me. He exclaimed, while sitting in class: "What on earth am I doing in here on this beautiful day? This is the only life I got!"
Who is the most dominant athlete in the history of sports? This question is more or less impossible to answer because of the tremendous range of accomplishment and competition across everything that we consider to be sport. In a recent article, one writer for The Collegian said that Tiger Woods, if he won the 2009 Masters, "would establish himself as the most dominant athlete in any sport. Ever." He went on to give his reasons, and even though I initially disagreed with his statement, I was actually very impressed with his article and respected his arguments.
I read Maura Bogue's opinion piece last week in The Collegian and found it entertaining. With humor, stereotyping is common, but I thought I should address some of it for those who are not making the journey over the lake. Also, drawing conclusions from one classroom experience does not seem fair, even if it is from Joe Ben Hoyle, the first faculty member to give a "Last Lecture."
I am not a controversial person. I tend to make my home on the middle-ground, appease both sides, be a uniter and not a divider. That is why I promise to never use vulgar language in my column. I refuse to appeal to the lowest base, I refuse to run the risk of alienating the general public. I refuse to drop the F-bomb. Yes, my fellow students — I will never, EVER, utter the word "Festivus."
Liz Monahan is not doing laundry because she will be on Facebook for the next 10 years of her sad, sad life.
During the last couple of weeks, our country seems to have fallen victim to an out-of-control populist bonfire. In lieu of the now infamous AIG bonus conundrum, every Washington politician equipped with a tongue, seized the opportunity to mercilessly pillory the AIG employees who were beneficiaries of these bonuses. Even Barack Obama proved vulnerable to the temptation by decrying AIG's "recklessness and greed."
"A sociological first expedition down the B-School Trail"