Opinion
Response: "A living embryo..."
By admin | April 12, 2012Brendan Rhatican recently wrote an interesting opinion piece on the rights of an unborn child to life.
Brendan Rhatican recently wrote an interesting opinion piece on the rights of an unborn child to life.
This letter is addressed primarily to my friends in the graduating class of 2012, many of whom I have known since they were freshmen; however, I suspect the current juniors, sophomores and freshmen might be able to take something away from it as well. No doubt at this point many of you are staring down the last week of classes, excited about graduation, but still unsure of what comes next. For those of you who are going to grad school, have already landed jobs or are commissioning into the regular Army, the path is already somewhat obvious, so you can feel free to stop reading now if you'd like. For the rest of you, however, I'd like to share my part of post-graduation experience as someone who has just undergone the same transitional period into which you are about to enter. I hope to be able to perhaps alleviate some of the fear, anxiety and misconceptions that are all too real for a second semester college senior who has no concrete plans after walking across the stage in May. The first thing I would like to get out of the way is that the vast majority of employers do not care about your major. Don't believe me?
1. If the embryo is living and human, then it should not be aborted. 2. The embryo, upon conception, is living and human. 3.
'Twas the day after Pig Roast, and all through our school, not a Spider was stirring, as a general rule. Champagne bottles strewn 'cross each dorm room alike, helped nurse up a fall from a tricky Green Bike. The students were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of frattiness danced in their heads. Still dressed in their pearls or in a backwards cap, each Spider passed out for an afternoon nap. Last morning outside there'd been such a clatter, of kids on the move, to see what was the matter. Away to the windows we flew like a flash, and threw open the blinds, for 'twas Pig Roast at last! The happiest day to occur campus-wide, day-drinking and lodges bring such Spider pride. Look!
I would like to now inform you that your basic rights as U.S. citizens are being stripped away from you as I write this letter. Yes, the republic upholding "liberty and justice for all" is evolving into one of "liberty and justice for all who keep their mouths shut." Back in 2009, President Obama vowed to close Guantanamo Bay, which you might recall was under a bit of scrutiny for performing illegal torture tactics upon prisoners who had never been formally charged with a crime.
Beer pong. It's a game that has brought children and families together for decades now. You throw a ball and end up with a friend. Still, for some people, particularly girls, the game may be a mystery.
Immediately after the release of the Kony 2012 video, countless criticisms were made of the video itself and the Invisible Children organization.
Last spring, CBS and Turner Sports reached an agreement with the NCAA to pay it around $11 billion over 14 years for sole broadcasting rights of the NCAA basketball tournament. That's almost a billion dollars every year. There are similar big-money agreements in football, baseball and other sports that involve exclusive broadcasting rights in exchange for payment to the NCAA. So while the NCAA has been whoring itself out to the likes of CBS, ESPN and Fox for millions and sometimes billions of dollars, it must be fine with its players attempting to make a buck off of their abilities while still in school, right? I bet you can tell where this is going.
The sun is out, the birds are singing, pollen is everywhere--whether we like it or not, summer's right around the corner.
My name is Terence Malone, I am a 2006 graduate of the University of Richmond, and I wanted to share some thoughts about the passing of Mike Ice. My two youngest sisters, Jamie and Paige Malone, were killed a little more than 19 months ago in a car accident on Long Island.
I'm a pretty cold-hearted person, so when people start talking about how sad they are that we're graduating soon, I usually just let my eyes glaze over and start thinking about what I need to buy at the grocery store this week. Granted, I nod my head every once and a while and stick in the perfunctory "I know, right?!" But when push comes to shove, I'm pretty excited to get the heck out of here. Sorry I'm not sorry that I won't really miss the midget-sized beds, trying to maneuver around my roommates in our one-person kitchen sans dishwasher, the moldy bathtubs, the parking services man, checking eSuds every .25 seconds to see whether any of the laundry machines were open, the laxative-ridden D-Hall food or trying to sleep through the sounds of drunk biddies roaming around the apartments at 2 a.m.
I knew when I weighed the decision last spring whether to become editor or not that the year was going to be a long one.
With more than 76 million views, Kony 2012 has taken the Internet by storm on Twitter, YouTube and Facebook.
Michael Ice, nicknamed "Ice" by his friends, was a friendly, happy, outgoing young man with an inviting smile that never left his face. Ice was the person who would turn a stressful day into a happy one with a simple 10-minute conversation outside 8:15 at Boatwright or with one of his hugs, which could instantly put me at ease. Ice got along with everyone; he was charming, personable and extremely outgoing. Every break we had from classes, Ice, Luke Delaney, RC '11, and I drove back home together, to the Tristate area.
Every day, throughout the state, and all over the country, people undergo all kinds of medical procedures.
Nico Doreste's comparison between a medical procedure and rape in his submission, "Government rape: Ultrasounds," to The Collegian last week was beyond ridiculous.
We are halfway through the semester,and it has dawned on me that the frustration I have had during the past several weeks has not been school-related, but rather related to job opportunities on campus.
I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. In a recent article published by "The Guardian" called "Top five regrets of the dying," this was cited as the most common regret of all, according to an Australian nurse who cared for patients during the last 12 weeks of their lives. When I read this, I thought: Of course.
According to a new bill that was passed in the Virginia State Senate and that is undergoing debate in the House, a Virginia woman who wants to have an abortion would be required to have a transvaginal ultrasound test before the procedure can be performed. And since the vast majority of abortions take place in the first trimester, in which a "jelly on the belly" scan cannot produce clear images, this means a condom-covered-ultrasound-probing rod would forcibly penetrate the woman's vagina. Even worse, this bill would mandate the invasive ultrasound. This legislation has many people rightfully shocked by what appears to be a blatant violation of what Virginia law defines as "rape," thrusting an object into a woman's vagina without her consent. The Republican-sponsored bill frivolously states that the ultrasound is for the purpose of obtaining the gestation age.
It's Sunday night and snowing. I have already slid and fallen once and changed out of sodden boots twice.