Noise violations top the list of concerns for a new “task force” of University administrators and neighborhood residents, according to Citizen Association of Georgetown President Denise Cunningham’s March newsletter.
“The escalation of noise in the neighborhood is an issue that needs to be constantly addressed,” Cunningham said in an interview.
“My friend, how is your Valentine’s like? Here in Kenya it is exclusively a youth affair. The seniors dismiss it as merely foreign culture. Still, shops are still colored by red. I wish you were near! We would celebrate together! Keep good, my friend. Pray for us.”
Goergetown Solidarity Committee, in conjunction with the local head of the NAACP, called on Georgetown University to terminate its contract with New Era Cap, which produces caps for universities across the country, in addition to being the exclusive producer of Major League Baseball caps, on Tuesday. Solidarity’s demand followed the NAACP’s release of a report in which approximately 50 anonymous employees filed allegations of racial and sexual discrimination at New Era’s plant in Mobile, Alabama.
At a panel discussion about Jesuit identity earlier this week, Father John O’Malley scanned the twenty or so faces in the spacious sitting room in Wolfington Hall. Fewer than half of the faces belonged to students, most of whom drifted out of the room before the discussion was finished.
Like so many Hoyas, I recently braved the mad post-game rush from the Verizon Center, through the Metro and back to Georgetown with a friend from Beantown. We made it to campus in record time, arriving safe and sound at Rosslyn not twenty-five minutes after Roy made that three in the last five seconds of the game. We didn’t make that kind of time by making nice with the other six hundred Hoyas in Metro Center. But when I balked at cutting off a row of students to be one of the last people to board a train, my friend would have none of it. “In Boston,” she explained tersely, “we don’t play.”
“It’s like moving from the eighth circle of hell to the fifth,” Tom Ricks, military correspondent for The Washington Post and the author of two books on the Iraq War, said of post-surge Iraq.
Speaking at the Georgetown Public Policy Institute on Tuesday about the situation in Iraq, Ricks was introduced by former Sen. Tom Daschle as the author of “the definitive book on the Iraq war, Fiasco.”
“You just don’t have a soul.”
It hurt when she said it, but I understood why my best friend was so upset. Braving arctic January winds, we had hiked a mile from Chicago’s downtown Loop to the only theater in the entire metropolitan area that was still showing Pride & Prejudice. She had spent two months threatening, begging and bribing me to see it, and I had caved. Now we were about to board a Green Line train at 10:30 p.m.—essentially asking to be robbed—all because she had been sure that this movie would finally make me a chick-flick lover.
In the weeks after Hurricane Katrina, a group of tech-savvy citizens created the Katrina People Finder, a website that helps family members of New Orleans residents locate their loved ones. The project suffered from mass input problems as millions of e-mails flowed into the server until an anonymous good samaritan corrected the problem.
Seven companies submitted proposals to Washington Mayor Adrian Fenty’s office this Saturday seeking development rights to Poplar Point, a 110-acre bare stretch of land lying along the Anacostia River and, the city hoped, the future site of a new soccer stadium. The city opened the site to competition after negotiations between the city and MacFarlane & Partners, the principal owner of D.C. United, ended over the summer.