Opinion
Give us Pig Roast
By admin | April 2, 2009Pig roast is my favorite holiday. I mean, the ones at home with family bonding are great, but what other chance does the Richmond campus get to bond?
Pig roast is my favorite holiday. I mean, the ones at home with family bonding are great, but what other chance does the Richmond campus get to bond?
Part of the Collegian's mission is to provide a forum for the free exchange of ideas, and we are proud of the discussions that our opinion section and online edition have fostered. But as the semester has progressed, some of the comments for online articles have moved away from a discussion of ideas, morphing into anonymous and very public attacks on the personalities and lifestyles of the people who write articles, columns and comments on our Web site. The Collegian's policy for print opinion submissions is that they must be accompanied by the writer's name, unless the editor grants a writer's request for anonymity.
Editor's Note: The following article is satirical in nature and should in no way be taken as truth. President Edward Ayers announced Tuesday that the Festivus celebration, better known as Pig Roast, will be canceled this year. A late-night meeting on Monday composed of the board of directors, deans, and President Ayers concluded that due to the increasing number of alcohol-related incidences on campus that the well-known drinking holiday was not a good idea. "Last year we had to increase our police force so that our students could party... I don't think that is why students come here," Ayers said in his speech Tuesday morning.
"They're not really humans," "Their lives hold the potential to improve the lives of others," "Doing this is economically necessary for some," "It's not morally wrong," and, "If you don't want one, don't get one." Such were the arguments for keeping slaves in the 1800s. Today, these same arguments would be ridiculed if anyone tried to use them to justify slavery, yet all of them are used to justify abortion.
Four (Really Trivial) Things This School Needs: Fireplaces. In the library? In the Commons?
The shuffle on my iPod can predict the future. How's that for an opening hook? It all started way back in 2005, my freshman year of college.
To the UR students who showed their support for the appointment of Acting Chaplain Kate O'Dwyer Randall to the permanent position of Chaplain to the University of Richmond in a petition circulated at the end of last semester, congratulations.
It's safe to say that I hated this school one year ago. For lots of reasons, I also hated the insecurity I felt within myself. There is nothing like being in a city, state or nation where you don't know a single person.
Dear Editor, I'm not sure how familiarized you are with the new class schedule for next year.
Barack Obama campaigned on the pledge that only the very top group of income earners in America would see tax increases under his leadership.
Ladies and gentlemen, don't miss the "Pies for Charity" event from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m. Monday, March 30 in the Forum.
It was the Thursday of spring break when I found myself on the front porch of a dilapidated house in the 13th Ward of New Orleans.
I've finally been outted by an online comment (don't we just love www.thecollegianur.com?) - I'm not really from Compton.
There are still several things that really trouble me as I listen to the conversation on this campus.
As of late, the opinion section of The Collegian just hasn't been doing it for me. Most of the articles are pretty negative, dealing with who should do what and why life is miserable in some way.
People take themselves too seriously sometimes. Everything's so important, so crucial, so consequential. But with Spring Break mere hours away at this point, I'd like to drop all those pretensions of seriousness and just give you some recreational reading to get you excited before school breaks.
Quite a lot was written about Prague in the '90s, the city being trumped up as the new "left bank" for expats with a bohemian bent.
The day after last year's presidential election, I was scheduled to meet with one of my professors about an academic paper.
I'm sure there are countless articles and editorials in this week's edition of The Collegian recapping the wonderful snow day we all saw on Monday.
So last weekend -- what a doozy. After the week from hell of two five-page papers and a test, I thought I was going to explode.