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Pimpin’ for the 9:30

I know it’ll be hard to pull yourself away from the television this weekend, what with televised Iraqi carpet bombing and the NCAA men’s basketball tournament to brighten our days. While the prospect of late nights with Lute Olsen and Wolf Blitzer will certainly be enticing, I recommend getting your ass off of the couch and heading down to the 9:30 Club on Friday and Saturday for a cheap pair of concerts that blow Saddam-watching out of the water.

By the Voice Staff March 20, 2003

Nomadic Theatre sets ‘Angels’ ablaze

As the United States’ diplomacy grinds to a halt, historical relationships become the guiding force for the future. Likewise, in the search for progress, Angels in America II: Perestroika declares and wonders, “The great question before us is: are we doomed? ... will the past release us? ... can we change?” The play is Tony Kushner’s sequel to the Pulitzer Prize-and-Tony Award-winning Angels in America: The Millennium Approaches.

By the Voice Staff March 20, 2003

2003 World Championship for Global Hegemony

By the Voice Staff March 20, 2003

Features

A change in Chinatown

Since its opening in 1997, the MCI Center has spawned substantial economic development, turning Chinatown into one of the city’s more bustling commercial areas. Six years ago, the thought of a Hooters restaurant on the same block as Wah Shing Kung-Fu School would have seemed laughable. But as the new Washington Convention Center nears completion just six blocks north and developers move into the area to install chain restaurants, bars and shops, more Chinese-owned businesses are being forced to compete both for customers and increasingly pricey commercial real estate.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

?Donde est?n mis pantalones? Costa Rica!

Most of y’all are getting ready for Spring Break. You’re excited, I know. Girls, that bikini’s definitely gonna be sexy. I know you’ve been working hard in Yates so your bum looks cute for the frat boys. And Eduardo, your Speedo will look fabulous down in Brazil, trust me.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

New York City, my Jerusalem

I stepped out of the bus into cold rain in Chinatown, New York City at 11 p.m. Friday night. It had already been a long night—six hours on a bus that had more rows of seats crammed into it than it was supposed to. All I wanted to do was get on the Q train, sit down in a place where I could move my legs, walk the six blocks to my row house in Brooklyn and get some sleep.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Home for the holidays

I have always looked on a bit surprised as those around me triumphantly declare that they are going home over a given weekend. I have never really felt comfortable at home—odd, given that home is supposed to be subjectively defined as where one is most comfortable, safe, familiar.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

What would Jesus do?

Millions of dollars have been made from selling T-shirts, wristbands and bumper stickers inscribed with the letters “WWJD” short for “What Would Jesus Do?” A recent ad campaign aimed at curbing the use of gas-guzzling SUVs implied that Jesus would drive a more fuel-efficient vehicle out of his love for the environment and rhetorically asked, “What would Jesus drive?” Since the American public and marketing firms have poured millions of dollars into the idea of what Jesus would do, it is sensible to explore this question when we stand at the precipice of a major war led by a self-proclaimed Christian whose outbursts of evangelicalism are more frequent than Bob Dole’s erections.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Ninjas! Ninjas! Ninjas!

The state of online, student-made ninja films is deplorable. There, someone needed to say it. Luckily, we have The Tenchu Reel Ninja Film Contest, found at www.ninjafilmcontest.com, a competition sponsored by Activision which features some of the best homemade ninja films by college-age directors around.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

‘Hearts of Oak’ full of heart, good music, lacks oak

As unrelated as a British naval hymn and the Ghanaian national soccer team might sound, Ted Leo and the Pharmacists allude to both in the title of their latest release Hearts of Oak. The band appears clad in lime green soccer jerseys on the cover, paying an oblique tribute to the “Hearts of Oak,” a poor Ghanaian team that went on to win international soccer championships.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

‘The Guide’ to loneliness

Gabe Fischbarg claims that men should never act vulnerable, because girls can smell desperation. What he hasn’t taken into account is that girls can also smell a sleaze a mile away, and his The Guide to Picking Up Girls emits a stench similar to that of month-old sea bass.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Colonics for everyone

Upset that your friends are all traveling to exotic locales this spring break while you rot at home? Why not take a trip up your own ass? If you weren’t blessed with a colossal colon of your own, then be sure to check out the Colossal Colon, a four-foot-wide, 40-foot-long replica of the human colon on display in Freedom Plaza through Saturday.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

They aren’t Tatu

Forget Michelle Branch, forget Vanessa Carlson and for the love of God, forget Avril Lavigne. So much is made of these studio-molded young female musicians that most have forgotten that girl pop can actually be sincere and cute, but still have attitude beyond the dark eyeliner.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Editorials

Emergency unpreparedness

February brought a flood of e-mails and letters from the administration to faculty, students and parents about the state of safety at Georgetown. When the federal government raised the “terror alert” to orange, the University responded by overloading students with unnecessary information and justifications of its policy since Sept.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Editorials

Don’t call 911

On Jan. 15, emergency operators put on hold residents, who were trying to report what became a fatal house fire in Dupont Circle for over two minutes. Records show there were 13 emergency operators on duty at the time, but it is not clear why calls reporting the fire were not answered.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Editorials

No fly zone

Next time you only have two dollars and are dying for a Chicken Madness, think twice before overcharging your credit card at Wisemiller’s: It might effect your ability to fly any time soon. In the government’s latest move to tighten security, the U.S. Department of Transportation’s new Computer Assisted Passenger Screening System (CAPS II) will assign a threat level in the form of a color to everyone who purchases an airline ticket.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Hoyas beat Mountaineers, clinch tournament berth

With 5:15 remaining at West Virginia (13-14 overall, 4-11 Big East) Tuesday night, the Georgetown men’s basketball team (14-12 overall, 6-9 Big East) held a comfortable 63-53 lead. But with this year’s Hoyas, no lead is ever comfortable.

While the Mountaineers battled back to tie the game at 63, the Hoyas were able to hold on for a 69-67 win, due to clutch foul shooting, fortunate non-foul calls and a heads-up move by Head Coach Craig Esherick.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

No. 3 Women’s lacrosse beats William and Mary

Baseball (1-2, 0-0 Big East)—As if having their home field turned into a parking lot and finishing last year with a 9-47 record wasn’t enough, Georgetown baseball has started off this season playing only three of their scheduled 14 games to date due to inclement weather.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Patrick Ewing for Head Coach

As a young sports fanatic growing up in Brooklyn, I had many New York sports heroes. Don Mattingly, Mark Messier, Lawrence Taylor … the list goes on. One man however, stood above them all, literally and figuratively. This man was a 7-foot-tall Jamaican basketball player out of Georgetown University.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003

Name game

Yes, I know corporate stadium names are old news. Corporate America sucked the life and tradition out of America’s Pastime (among other less-official pastimes) long ago, and I frankly never really cared. The Enron Field fiasco was pretty funny, after all.

But that was before Jerry Reinsdorf got wise to all this.

By the Voice Staff March 6, 2003