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October 2004

Voices

Me vs. the “What ifs”

How can we really be sure that Georgetown is where we are meant to be?

By the October 21, 2004

Voices

Fear and Barnacles

With my eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed and lips pouting, I portrayed the typically difficult child all too well.

By the October 21, 2004

Voices

It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing

This summer, everyone from home told me how lucky I was to be going to Georgetown during an election year.

By the October 21, 2004

Voices

A Mother’s Agony, Her Daughter’s Pain

The mother of an unidentified Georgetown sexual assault victim relays her daughter’s story and explains how Kate Dieringer affected their lives.

By the October 21, 2004

Leisure

Better Than Marriage

New York magazine recently ran a cover story on what they called “the blurry teen pill culture,” describing the lifestyle of New York City teenagers who use black market antidepressants and their friends’ Adderall to survive school and enjoy their Friday nights out on the town.

By the October 21, 2004

Leisure

Team America is no A-Team

OK, we get it: America is bad. We don’t care about the rest of the world. Bush is evil. Enough already.

By the October 21, 2004

Leisure

Mission of Burma escapes its certain fate

For a rock band to still be alive, let alone functional, 25 years after beginning is astounding.

By the October 21, 2004

Leisure

Ana Mendieta smears Hirshhorn with inspiration, blood

A film projects the image of a woman standing still with her arms spread against a wall, slowly sliding her body down and leaving red paint smears of what appears to be a birth canal.

By the October 21, 2004

Leisure

Pygmalion brings a girl up from the gutter

Theater patrons rush into the rain, frantically trying to find cabs and stay dry, while a modest flower girl attempts to earn enough change to see herself through the night.

By the October 21, 2004

Voices

“i am”

Who am I? We’ve all heard the question. But is it something we are all constantly questioning and redefining? For me, proclaiming who I am became a process of understanding my space and place in a social context, and finally giving myself the agency to choose how I identify as a white, lesbian woman.

By the October 14, 2004