Opinion
Learning to live in the moment
By admin | October 7, 2009Time: How many of us have it? Many of us spend our whole lives procrastinating. We procrastinate doing our homework.
Time: How many of us have it? Many of us spend our whole lives procrastinating. We procrastinate doing our homework.
Dear Readers, I wanted to take the time to remind you all that you are reading an OPINION column, just in case you have forgotten. If you are looking for news, sports or anything else, please refer to the corresponding pages. Still here, on the bottom of page 11?
Back-to-back Family Weekend and Fall Break - poor planning but promising possibilities. As parents poured onto campus last weekend, our residences became a little cleaner, our stomachs and refrigerators a little fuller and our self-esteem a little higher.
The very first paragraph of Mike Padovano's column, "An Obama progress report," reminded me of a simple but amusingly true statement: "Everyone is entitled to their opinion but yours is stupid." Now, it is true our Constitution provides for freedom of speech -- which the government protects -- however, this should not necessitate a political discourse based on awfully-put-together talking points, half-truths and no-truths, fallacious (attempts at) arguments, uncivil behavior, name-calling, fear-mongering and a disrespect for our political processes and leaders. Vis-a-vis the crazy town-hall heckling, gun-wielding, socialism-crying, anti-government alternate-reality birthers and astro-turf activists, there is an even larger crowd of Americans who have different opinions on the role of government and different methods for voicing them. We mortal beings -- we, the reality-based, who witnessed the biggest financial collapse since the Great Depression and sensed the effects of a sluggish economy in the high unemployment numbers, the terrible job market and the lack of capital and credit -- we look at the world and see what takes little effort so long as one has the ability to distinguish fact from fiction, and reality from ideological interpretations of it: We are aware that 14,000 Americans lose their healthcare coverage everyday, that healthcare spending in 2007 was more than $2.2 trillion dollars, yet more than 45 million of us are without healthcare. We mourn the loss of 4,326 men and women in uniform to an unnecessary war in Iraq. We have seen rising costs put higher education out of reach of the great majority of Americans and are troubled by the fact that less than 25 percent of college-age youth are full-time students.
Ladies and gentlemen, as usual, apartment 507 is bringing you an exclusive. This is the first in a semester-long series of translated conversations to help you figure out what a man means when you are having a hard time deciphering his words. We'll do this by example.
We walk a few yards away from the cafe and begin to hear the screams. It is a woman's voice, shrill and Italian.
Despite taking an entirely Arts and Sciences class schedule, my most thought-provoking lessons this week came from the Business School. Quite the coincidence that I referenced my B-School expedition last week, because an e-mail I received regarding my column was from the very professor whose accounting class I had visited last semester - professor Joe Hoyle.
It's a Friday night. You've just ended a long, hard week. You're not really feeling The Cellar, and you don't know of any decent parties, so you retreat to your dorm. There, you dwell in absolute boredom.
It was the day before I left for my journey to Europe. All summer, I had been mentally preparing myself.
Although I was pleased to see the article "No Glove, no love: let's seal the deal" by Kiara Lee on Sept.
It was the day before I left for my journey to Europe. All summer, I had been mentally preparing myself.
During my second week of studying abroad at Goldsmiths, in London, I've already come across some big differences between being here and being at Richmond: Cooking for myself.
The Study Abroad Office at the University of Richmond does a fine job of equipping students with the necessary materials and attitudes that will assist them in maximizing their welfares and potentials overseas.
Now that it has been nine months since President Obama took office, I hope we can all agree on one thing: The only change he brought with him to the White House was a darker complexion, a funky last name and a new hammer and sickle decoration for the Oval Office. His empty speeches of soaring rhetoric have proven to be just that, and rather than reversing the fiscal irresponsibility of the previous administration, he's made it a lot worse.
Men, Are you tired of wearing the glove when it comes down to the dirty-dirty? Do you see the condom as a restraint that takes away from the "feeling"? And does your old girl constantly nag you about putting one on? Well, shut up and deal with it ... if you want some during your study break tonight, that is. You would not believe what we ladies must go through to keep the bun out of the oven.
When a person is released from prison, his or her quest for true freedom has only just begun. Although physical bars no longer surround them, ex-offenders must overcome the challenge of reconnecting with themselves, friends, family and society. The walk is long, arduous and impossible to complete in solitude, because societal structures often prevent ex-offenders from resurrecting their lives before prison, no matter how intense their desire is to reform and to redeem themselves. In the Highland Park neighborhood of Richmond, Boaz & Ruth strives to assist ex-offenders through transitional job training.
...or why our culture has made it this way Part of the motivation behind my expedition to the B-School last semester - which I was kindly informed this weekend was "overkill" - was a refusal to graduate with major parts of this campus untread.
The raging health care debate and infatuation with the struggling economy has given the Obama administration the opportunity to cleverly ensconce some of its other policy initiatives. For example, issues concerning green energy sources took a front-row seat during the 2008 election but were moved to a simmering backburner status when the price of oil mercifully subsided during the past year. But anyone who thinks the green movement has jumped the shark will, sooner rather than later, realize his or her belief was misplaced.
It's a beautiful morning in the piazza, and the bus driver's son is dead. He died in a car accident the night before, and the bus driver just found out.
It was a crisp, cool morning on I-95 heading north. There were high expectations for this annual outing with my uncle on a Saturday in mid-October, an outing that included quality time, a scarf, some baskets, fresh country air and apples.