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Day: August 30, 2007


Leisure

Lezhur Ledger: The Awkward Ship Sails

On a campus of over 6,000 undergrads, packed like collar-popping sardines in a can, I had never felt more alone. I had been living at Georgetown for little more than a day and wishing my parents would leave and take me back with them, or at least just leave already.

Voices

Tea Time with the Turkish Police

Sitting in a Turkish police station next to an accused criminal is not how I expected to spend my Thursday night. Even less did I expect the night to end with a pratical joke played on me by the Turkish police.

Leisure

Chu-less and hungry

Every year when students return to Georgetown, they are surprised to find a few welcome changes around campus, like the school-spirited crosswalk added on 37th and N Street and the new carpeting in Sellinger Lounge. The closing of Chu’s Café is an adjustment students will not enjoy making.

Voices

The Deepest Aftershock

Information spread early after an disaster is usually wrong. When my Mom received the first phone call about the quake, she was told that the epicenter had been in Ancash, Peru—my parents’ home region, and the center of a 1970 quake. That information wasn’t right; the quake hit hundreds of miles south. But with that one wrong word, a lifetime of mental scars were reopened.

News

Emergency text service unreliable, company says

The text messaging component of Georgetown’s new emergency notification system is unreliable, an executive for the company providing the service admitted Wednesday.

Page 13 Cartoons

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow: Part 1

All the scuzzlecrafts were out and about. The view through our man’s windshield showed the completeness of the system as he went flying from level to level of the city, drooping, soaring, twisting and canoozling (if he had ever chosen to be daring). The skyscape was never as beautiful as it was at rush hour. The sleepy sun was almost beneath the ocean and darting wizzerskids alongside leviathan autowoofs rose above its electric amber glow casting shadows on the clouds above. The skyfull of shiny cylinders shooting below mulberry and barley colored clouds, going to and fro all in a hurry to get home before . . .