I’m not much of an explorer when it comes to slogging through the University’s course catalog. I know which classes I need to take, I know where to look for them, and I go and get them. For many semesters, this kept me from stumbling across a gem hidden among Georgetown’s other courses: the Leisure and Recreation Education classes.
Many student clubs at Georgetown struggle to make do with meager budgets. As a response, the Georgetown University Student Association’s Finance and Appropriations Committee has floated the possibility of raising the annual Student Activity Fee to increase the amount of funding available to student clubs.
As we begin the process of pre-registration this week, students are once again being forced to make important academic decisions based on inadequate information. Many courses on MyAccess violate federal law by not specifying the required textbooks.
On Nov. 2, Georgetown students elected Jake Sticka (COL ’13) to be one of seven commissioners on Georgetown’s Advisory Neighborhood Commission. Sticka will now represent students on crucial issues ranging from alcohol licenses to the University’s construction plans for the next decade.
Two weeks ago, knee-deep in midterms with no end in sight, I was sitting in a Lau cubicle staring at a pile of books and an empty Microsoft Word document. As an English major, I’ve written plenty of literature papers, but this particular essay was giving me a massive case of writer’s block.
“I’m sorry to say that this time, we are unable to offer you this job...”
This phone call rejection, which I received this summer, did not come from a law firm, top-notch investment bank, or government bureaucracy. It wasn’t from the White House or a marketing company.
What if I told you that the cardboard box sitting in the trash room of your dorm is a piece of art? Modern art aficionados might be impressed with its artistic flair and the provocative stance the piece takes on human consciousness. But what if, for you, it’s just a box?
When I was 12, I read Cornelia Funke’s The Thief Lord, a novel about two runaways who become thieves in the city of Venice. I instantly fell in love with its romantic portrayal of Italy and read it over and over again.
Who doesn’t love Teddy Roosevelt? He shot bears, he’s on Mount Rushmore, and he had one of American history’s best mustaches. That must be why at the P.J. Clarke’s near the Farragut West Metro stop, the biggest and most prominent of the hundreds of framed, old-timey pictures is a giant painting of our mustachioed 26th president.
Last Saturday, the Georgetown men’s soccer team celebrated on North Kehoe Field as they defeated the No. 6 University of Connecticut Huskies. Not only did the win signal a victory over one of the top teams in the nation, it also meant the Hoyas had clinched the program’s first Big East Blue Division regular season championship since 1994.
In the three years since its inception, FotoWeek DC has become a photography festival recognized worldwide for its gallery exhibitions all over Washington, D.C. It features speakers, workshops, and a competition with 13 categories, ranging from photojournalism to mobile phone photography—meaning that you could go up against pros from all around the world.
In an Oct. 29 game against the Detroit Pistons, Jeff Green drove down the lane and made a game-winning shot with 2.5 seconds left to give the Oklahoma City Thunder its second win of the young season. His clutch layup gave Hoya fans a pleasant flashback to Georgetown’s 2007 climb to the Final Four.
It’s no secret that most Georgetown students are multitalented, but a graduate student competing for the closer role on the Hoya baseball team while managing a fledgling rap career sounds like a joke. He agrees. It was just a joke, a complete joke,” Mike Seander said. “Really, I’ll admit it first, it’s pretty ridiculous.”
On Sidewalks, Brooklyn drum-‘n-keys duo Matt & Kim stick to the formula of enthusiastic pop tunes with a twinge of youthful nostalgia that they established on their 2009 breakout album, Grand. By singing about concrete, sidewalks, and sleeping on rooftops, these wistful teenagers find joy adrift in an urban landscape.
To put it kindly, this has been a season of highs and lows for the Georgetown football team. Despite a remarkable 3-1 start to the year following their winless 2009 campaign, with Saturday’s 24-11 loss to Fordham—the team’s fifth straight defeat—the Hoyas (3-6, 2-2 Patriot League) have guaranteed that 2010 will be their 11th-straight losing season.
Elvis Costello is a rock legend. He has continued to explore new genres since the late ‘70s, when he first grabbed America’s attention as a last-minute replacement for the Sex Pistols on Saturday Night Live. Starting as a leader in the New Wave movement, he explored soul, pop, and jazz, with varying degrees of success.
I love a good end-of-days story. But the doomsday genre, which was once packed with literature like The Stand and Lucifer’s Hammer, lay fallow for the better part of my life, tainted by the hyper-Christian, Rapture-inspired fiction like Left Behind and Kevin Costner-directed schlock like The Postman. Luckily, the apocalypse was saved.
As another frigid winter grasps the Hilltop with its icy claw, instead of a cotton, polyester, or synthetic sweater, consider opting for a wool one. Grandma’s often-neglected hand-knitted gifts are becoming increasingly more visible in fashion magazines and on the runway thanks to the public’s rekindled desire to wear wool.
There are few joys in life greater than besting Duke’s Blue Devils. So when the Hoyas landed a new recruit on Nov. 1—6-foot-8-inch center Tyler Adams—it felt like a preseason victory. Adams, in order to play for Georgetown, had decommitted from Duke. The Hoyas have quickly built a recruiting class that is nothing short of formidable.
California has been through a rather tumultuous decade of politics: a recall election in 2003 featuring bodybuilders and child actors; the 2008 ban on gay marriage; and in Tuesday’s election, a failure to legalize the state’s most popular recreational drug. In many elections, the nation watches the West, and we always manage to disappoint.
At least once a week, I censor my peers.
This is an aspect of my job as editor of Vox Populi, the staff blog of the Voice, that I rarely question. Inappropriate comments, like those that include slurs or offensive language, always catch my attention as if they have flashing lights attached to them.
In 1968, Georgetown University became the first Catholic institution in the country to employ a full-time rabbi when it hired Harold White, a 36-year-old ex-military chaplain, as a Jewish Chaplain and Lecturer in Theology. But it was not so he could lead Georgetown’s Jewish students.
After two years of scaling back reforms to meet the demands of Republican dissent and obstruction, Democrats find themselves once more in the minority in the U.S. House of Representatives. They now face the same choice Republicans did two years ago: either return to the core values of their party, or continue attempting bipartisanship.
The Adiós Uribe coalition, a group that has been calling for the dismissal of former Colombian President Álvaro Uribe from his position as a Distinguished Scholar in the Practice of Global Leadership at Georgetown’s School of Foreign Service, protested once again in Red Square on Wednesday afternoon as Uribe led a guest lecture in the Bunn Intercultural Center. Citing his poor human rights record, several activists and Georgetown professors congregated at a bench in front of the White Gravenor patio.
Now that almost two weeks have passed since Charles Smith (SFS ‘14) and his friend John Perrone were caught cooking dimethyltryptamine in Smith’s dorm room, a clearer picture of the dramatic, early-morning evacuation of Harbin Hall and their arrest has emerged. Unfortunately, very few of the facts we now know have come from Georgetown itself.
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