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Ever take a good look around Richmond? The Princeton Review ranked it the 20th most beautiful campus in its 2010 edition of "The Best 371 Colleges," but if you take an even closer look, you will find that the students are just as gorgeous as their surroundings.
At one particularly notable point during President Obama's much-ballyhooed speech on health care last Wednesday, he said, "If you come to me with a serious set of proposals, I will be there to listen."
College is filled with all types of relationships, spanning from acquaintances to engagements. In developing a sense of self, students search for others with whom they can relate well.
My colleagues (apartmentmates) have begun their articles with a moment of audience relation to the topic they were going to discuss. I'm going to avoid that. In fact, I'm going to avoid the usual pattern of events and take a moment to discuss "The birds and the bees" with you.
There is a growing trend that is threatening to take over the entire world. Actually ... there are a lot of them ... but this one is getting scarier every year.
Dear Sorry Senior Self,
I have expressed disdain in the past for the lack of sports support from the student body and have had trouble understanding the lack of interest. Being at Duke Saturday night, I was excited to see hundreds of red-shirted students standing and cheering for the team and actually joining some of our vocal alumni leading cheers and encouraging others. It was Chattanooga all over again.
It goes without saying that the government's ability to perform essential functions depends on a talented, well-educated and engaged workforce. During the next five years, about one-third of the government's top scientists, engineers, mathematicians, economists and other specialized professionals will be packing up their desks and retiring.
It's been almost a month since a driver killed a pedestrian 10 minutes from my house. Alcohol? No. An idiot 16-year-old who just got a license? No.
I was supposed to be writing about Health Care this week. After my rebuttal in the last issue of The Collegian, I was hoping to lay the blueprint for a conservative, free-market solution that avoided a public option. Alas, my well-laid plans were dramatically torn asunder when I woke up Saturday night as a victim of what is perhaps the next great pandemic. A victim of the dreaded H1N1 virus? Nope, the legendary bed bug.
It's Friday afternoon, and everyone is outside for recess. You know that you'll be home in less than half an hour so the only thing on your mind is not being "it."
Are you looking for a five-star dining experience? In search of a place that offers made-to-order eggs, gourmet waffles, all of the typical fixings, every kind of beverage you can think of and an omelet bar with a chef awaiting your order?
I graduated in May, still live in Richmond and couldn't help but notice the article in last week's paper about the employment "success" of my class. Personally, I have yet to find a job despite an exhaustive search and graduating with honors.
Would you rather eat more bread for less dough? Do you want omelets for dinner and pasta for breakfast? Is a tuna melt sandwich your idea of a complete meal? I think it's time you dared to enter my world: living on campus and off the meal plan.
Absurd: (adj.) ridiculously unreasonable; having no rational or orderly relationship to human life. From the French absurde, from the Latin absurdus: deaf, stupid. No alternate pronunciations. But alternate connotations for sure.
What many of us do: We wait all week long, with the hope of seeing that person we are interested in out on the weekend to make our "big move." And when we finally see that person, we rehearse in our mind a thousand different ways to approach him or her, and wonder what line we should use.
We see them all the time, scooting around in their little utility carts. From 7:30 a.m. to 5 p.m. every day, they're on the prowl. But are the UR Parking Police regulating parking or robbing our pockets?
In last week's Collegian I was unsurprised to see a timely article on America's current hot-button issue: health care. Unfortunately, I found Dan Colosimo's letter to the editor, titled "Health care - the right solution," to be riddled with hyperbolic emotional appeals buttressed by a concerning neglect of rigorous research.
"It is a melancholy object to those who walk through this great town or travel in the country, when they see the streets, the roads, and cabin doors, crowded with beggars of the female sex, followed by three, four, or six children, all in rags and importuning every passenger for an alms. ... A young healthy child well nursed is at a year old a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled." - Jonathan Swift.
Greed. Lust. Envy. Wrath. Laziness. Pride. Gluttony. But wait, one is missing. It's that dirty, nine-letter word many of us here at Richmond are fighting 'til the death.