Voice Staff

The staff of The Georgetown Voice.

Leisure

Arcadia

Unbeknownst to most Georgetown students, the Leavey Center is good for more than just cursing at broken cash machines and stealing “chromies” from the wheels of cars parked in the garage. No, this building houses a leisure gold-mine, a little slice of blinking heaven known as the arcade.

By the February 13, 2003

Sports

The Sports Sermon

February sucks, you say. The NFL playoffs are over, and there’s nothing going on until March Madness, right? NO!

You see, February is the grandest month for true fans, and by true fans I mean the good people who realize that football is almost as boring as hockey and that the two incarnations of the truest sport-basketball-are in full swing.

By the February 6, 2003

Voices

Detached, ironically

If college is a part of my formative years, then it is safe to say that I am still developing the basic paradigms through which I view the world. I don’t just mean my stance on political systems such as representative democracy or bureaucratic authoritarianism, or how to choose an appropriate theoretical economic framework with which to analyze the Mexican debt crisis of 1982.

By the February 6, 2003

Leisure

Supergroup Zwan zwucks

The problem with supergroups constructed from bits and pieces of other bands is that they often end up with the least essential component of the original—bringing with them the name association, but rarely the creativity, of their former group. Zwan is a band in this vein, bringing Billy Corgan and Jimmy Chamberlin (Smashing Pumpkins), Paz Lenchantin (A Perfect Circle) and David Pajo (Slint/Tortoise) together with less than outstanding results.

By the February 6, 2003

Voices

Letter to the Editor

I appreciate your article about ANSWER (“In the Anti-war Movement is Only One ANSWER Right?” Jan. 30). While it is nice that there is such a large organization opposed to war, it is not the only movement. I am a member of the Libertarian Party, a group you would find holding “Starbucks in Iraq” signs before any sort of Marxist Revolutionist propaganda.

By the February 6, 2003

Leisure

‘Darko’ at midnight

Everyone, at some point, has had a dream that they are certain is real. Recently re-popularized by The Matrix, the real world versus dream world discussion was old even when John Keats asked, “Was it a vision, or a waking dream … do I wake or sleep?” Written and directed by Richard Kelly, the movie Donnie Darko offers a highly original and challenging take on this age-old question.

By the February 6, 2003

Voices

Delicious any way you pronounce it

“Koichi, could you read the following passage to the class?” Every new semester, my professors find a new way to say my name. For just a second, I think about correcting the mispronunciation, but my instinctual unwillingness to stir the pond takes over. As the situation continues, some classmates shoot me half-embarrassed glances as they uneasily wait for my reaction.

By the February 6, 2003

Leisure

Funny sign

“It’s a funny sign, isn’t it?” said the GUTV kid with the shoulder-mounted video camera. He barreled down the hill from Leavey towards Lot T, calling attention to the large, electronic flip-sign at the entrance. It is 2:15 a.m. Tuesday and what normally should say “Road Closed” now reads “No War.

By the February 6, 2003

Voices

Kiss those group projects goodbye

MOB. MOC. MIS. No, they’re not airport codes or even covert military operations. They are the links that comprise a backbone of BS, a.k.a. the MSB. My failure to understand the McDonough School of Business does not stem from COL pride. Hurt pride, perhaps, but had it not been for the confessions of MSB students themselves, I would still be in the dark about Georgetown’s business program and consequently, the invalidity of its very existence.

By the February 6, 2003

Leisure

Ride the no wave

Perhaps only a few of us remember the decadence of new wave in the ‘80s via the memorable Flock of Seagulls hairdos of our older siblings, and their moodiness that precipitated endless spins of Depeche Mode’s Violator. Maybe we relive the magic through Behind the Music’s profile of 1982.

By the February 6, 2003