Afroman to perform: joke's on us
(03/25/10 5:57am)
Have you heard? Afroman is coming to campus for Pig Roast!
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Have you heard? Afroman is coming to campus for Pig Roast!
One very hot topic in current American discourse is the national legalization of marijuana. The fact that I find the argument about this issue absolutely absurd is a rather recurrent viewpoint among members of America's youth, but my reasoning may not be so nationally shared.
March Madness, oh what to say. Quite frankly, for myself and many other students on campus, it is the best month sports has to offer (honorable mention: World Cup soccer). This season I feel an even closer connection to this amazing month, because our University of Richmond Spiders were a No. 7 seed in the 65-team field.
The office of Common Ground has been following discussions taking place in The Collegian and elsewhere about racism and the varied campus-life experiences of students. And we have been disturbed by recent headlines about the Virginia Attorney General questioning the place of sexual orientation in anti-discrimination statements of public colleges and universities.
In the Feb. 24 issue, The Collegian printed an article about the swim team's performance at the Atlantic 10 Championship. It quotes: "'Richmond is in the process of rebuilding its diving team,' [Matt]Barany said. The most recent coach, Diane Maiese, left for unspecified reasons ... " Seeing this brought tears to my eyes.
I wanted to share this parable with you. I did not write it, and in all honesty, I have no idea of its origin. It was given to me, from friend to friend, during several iterations as a forwarded e-mail.
"I'm flying high over Tupelo, Miss., with America's hottest band -- and we're all about to die."
Dear University of Richmond student body,
When I went to Greensboro, N.C., for the first round of the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament last year, I thought life couldn't get much better.
Most think slavery is an unjust institution because it deprives slaves of the fruits of their labor and is often inherited at birth. Slavery upsets us because it prevents people from benefiting in proportion to the value they generate for others, and because they become enslaved based on their demographics rather than their actions.
Today, I was reading a report by the Urban Institute entitled "The Cost of Failure" which detailed what will happen if we don't pass health care reform. The numbers are staggering and, in my shock, I could not help but share the information with some of my friends. About 30 seconds after I opened my mouth, I realized my friends either a) didn't care or b) didn't understand. Regardless of what the case may be, this experience got me thinking about health care reform and the degree to which young people have involved themselves in this vast and impactful conversation.
There you go again
Quite frankly, Tiffani Lewis-Lockheart, you chose to make your response article a personal attack; your efforts to mask disdain are fairly thin. Secondly, I didn't think that J. Isaiah Bailey was speaking for all of us; rather, it was his own testimony. It just happens to be the bitter reality that, whether this is true in your own social bubble or not, quite a number of black students on campus have at least one experience that resonates with Bailey's poem. If you would like to verify this, randomly select ten black students you haven't met and ask them about their experiences on campus.
Have I ever been asked if I was an athlete? Yes. But believe me, there was no evident reason for doing so, other than me being a black male at this university. The majority of black males at this campus are. I'm 5 feet 6 inches and around 150 pounds. I know of at least three other people who've had similar experiences.
I think everybody wants to believe in something. Whether it's a god or people or nature doesn't necessarily matter. Creating a belief system is seemingly easy, but I've come to find that often during the process of searching for meaning in life, many doubts arise.
Listen, Bill, there is some sunshine when she's gone. Having said that, I agree with the notion, the feeling, the sentiment and your choice of background music. So what happens when you are on the other side of Paul Simon's advice? What if one of the 50 ways to leave was not yours, but instead your lover's exit strategy?
When a difficult test is coming up in a particular class, the scenario is always the same: You and your fellow classmates are speckled across various locations conducive to studying on campus, with books spread out and eyes anchored down to pages.
So, you're on Facebook and you check your News Feed: Your best friend "had the BEST night everrrr & hearts," your roommate "is now friends with Barack Obama," and your lab partner "just became a fan of Macaroni and Cheese" - you know, nothing out of the ordinary.
Walking to class at 7:30 a.m. can be a pretty solitary experience. It's often cold (especially this winter), and usually the only other humans we see are a few class-goers. Oh, and a lot of athletes, many of whom started their days between 5 a.m. and 6 a.m., before the sun got up.
My School of Arts and Sciences curriculum has taken me through quite a few buildings and disciplines across campus, but it has never forced me to explore the other two undergraduate schools. For my second column, I braved the trail to the Robins School of Business. My second-to-last column proved time to unravel the mystery enveloping the Jepson School of Leadership Studies.