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Georgetown searches for its pride

How September’s hate crime reignited a decades old campaign for LGTBQ integration at Georgetown, and why both stories converge on the two-month anniversary of the assault.

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Students’ Minors

Between 18 credits, multiple clubs and Congressional internships, most Georgetown students believe they are making the most of life, even at the expense of sleep. Yet it all pales in comparison to a few fellow students for whom extracurricular activities mean something else entirely: Georgetown students with kids of their own.

Mention Georgetown students with kids and the common response is, “Are there any?” Georgetown is not a community where one might expect people to have children, start a family, or settle down. Jennifer Kueler (SFS ‘09), President of GU Right to Life and liaison to the University’s Health Education Services, is not surprised.

“Personally, the sense that I get is that Georgetown is so intense, anything that impedes someone from getting the degree, the internship, etc., becomes very hush-hush,” she said. “Pregnant students don’t fit in the sense that they think that having a family is more important than having a career.”

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Fall Fashion 2007

From runways to magazines, fall fashion is back and now the time (and temperature) has arrived for us to stash away those summer clothes and slip into that comfy sweater dress. This year’s fall fashion offers a fabulous mixture of textures and colors that draw inspiration from the old Hollywood glamour of the early twentieth century.

Those of you who thought gloves were just for winter or old ladies, think again! Many designers, including Prada, have promoted boldly-colored gloves of varying lengths. Other accessory trends include ankle boots, peep-toed heels, unique tights and ankle socks, as well as large, flashy jewelry. For a fresh take on femininity, take a look at Miu Miu’s mixture of classic oxfords and flashier, bubble-gum pink plastic heels.

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Some Have Forgotten

District revelers on the night of Oct. 22, 1916 must have seen the strange glow emanating from the Georgetown campus. Those closer could plainly see that the source of the glow was in fact a raging inferno, and the audible cries and screams of thousands might have convinced residents that the morning would bring tragic headlines and the smoldering ruins of Healey Hall. But if the bravest had climbed the hill to lend a hand, they would have heard the cries and screams become yells and cheers because the scene through the main gates was anything but tragic.

“The wildest kind of a night was seen at the Hilltop last night. The biggest bonfire Georgetown has ever known was kindled … and at its height was visible for miles into Maryland and Virginia,” the next day’s Washington Times read.

The creators of the growing conflagration were the very same students—some 1,000 strong—who “snake-danced and sang and yelled until the fuel supply vanished and the band lost its breath.”

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After School Activities

Students aren’t the only ones who daydream. The droning prof at the front of class is often the last thing on the minds of jaded students. Anything and everything, from chicken fingers to weekend plans, is capable of winning the battle for your attention on a Friday afternoon. But these musings start and stop with the pupil, right? It seems there’s no room for daydreaming in the life of a college professor, so what if you caught your teacher neglecting his own lesson plans to tap out a catchy Caribbean beat with his make-shift, number-two drumsticks? What if, on that never-ending Friday afternoon class, you bolted out of your chair as soon as the professor said “go,” only to watch him slip out just before you?

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Unpacking your tuition

The season of inundating the Office of International Programs is upon us. Whether you’re slipping into the office between class hours to browse the program evaluations, haggling with the administration to let you go on an independent study or standing in line for an appointment, daydreaming to the pulse of Euro-tech, there’s one universal truth to study abroad at Georgetown: whatever your plans, they’re costing you (and your parents) a pretty penny.

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Back on the Market

Eastern Market reeks. One step inside the door and it hits, wafting off of the exiting patrons. Somehow they’ve carried an odor that can only be conjured up by a mingling of distinguishable smelly things. Fish, irises and raw meat lay claim on the nostrils of newcomers.

Then, depending on who walks by, the entering shopper is struck by scents as diverse as the crowd inside. There’s the elderly couple with a bag full of cheese that a virgin nose might tag as goat. There’s a young mother fending off scurvy from her kids with a bundle of citrus and there are the newlyweds with a few links of sausage from Canales Quality Meats for a Labor Day barbecue.

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Saturday Night Lights

You’re not much of a bleeder,” Alicia Nelson (COL ’08) remarks, efficiently administering a finger prick to her bemused and tearful patient.

The young woman on the receiving end of the test sniffles a little, not sure how to handle this bit of news in light of the fact that her shirt is spotted with crimson droplets.

It’s Saturday night, we’re in the back of an ambulance, and though I feel for this girl, I figure Alicia knows a bleeder when she sees one. A senior and president of the Georgetown Emergency Response Medical Service—commonly known by the ironic acronym “GERMS”— Nelson has been on over 300 emergency calls and has seen a lot worse than tonight’s moderate sanguinary showing.

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From Georgetown to the frontlines

Georgetown students are ambitious. When they graduate, they flock to jobs where they can aspire to do big things, whether in politics, finance or any other field. But a few Hoyas end up in a different line of work in a different place altogether: Iraq or Afghanistan.

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Georgetown Breakdown

A guide to the real Georgetown

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The Georgetown Voice 4th Annual Photo Contest

From rowdy nuns to tranquil kegs, this year’s Voice Photo Contest proves that there’s nothing more unpredictable than a Hoya with a camera.

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Suggestive figures, Grading on curves, Georgetown gets down

Everybody’s doin’ it! Or are they? Last Monday, the Voice wrapped up an anonymous web-based survey of more than 300 students, designed with the advice of the Mathematics Department’s Statistics Consulting Clinic, and the results show that more often than not, they are. 62.8 percent of the 269 undergrads who fully completed the survey described themselves as sexually active, and 91.7 percent of those sexually active have had intercourse in the past year.

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Oyster School

When you walk inside the Oyster school, you see a big banner from the Department of Education hanging from the ceiling in commemoration of the school’s No Child Left Behind Blue Ribbon award, which the school received in 2006 for its outstanding test scores. Bulletin boards display student projects, featuring work half in English, half in Spanish. On the loudspeaker, a woman makes an announcement in Spanish. There is no translation. A few minutes later, another voice makes a different announcement in English.

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Stop Requested?

Darrel Evans’ nightly tour of two D.C. universities begins late on Thursday evening when he swings his bus past the corner of P Street and Wisconsin Ave. There he picks up a loquacious Howard University student named Takeisha Carr (HWD ‘09), then rumbles down the uneven pavement towards Dupont Circle. The evening glow of orange street lamps reveals a cross-section of Northwest: of quaint Dupont row-house mansions and ugly lots on 7th Street, the beautiful but barred front doors in the Shaw neighborhood and finally, the looming brick complex of Howard University.

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Spring Fashion ’07

Oh the pleasures of womanhood!

Girls, it’s the anxiously awaited season! Time to tan your legs and brush the mothballs off that most important of seasonal rights—the spring dress. If you don’t have one, or you’re sick of your old one, or two or three or seven, we at the Voice recommend several Georgetown boutiques that you should visit.

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D.C. Through Its Stomach

It’s six o’clock on a Monday at Soviet Safeway and the place is packed. Sandwiched between a pretty residential street and the subdued bustle of 17th street, the undersized Dupont Circle grocery store is crawling with the neighborhood’s young professionals and older long-time residents, all there to pick up that gallon of milk, can of cat food or roll of paper towels that’s been missing from their shelves.

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Meet Joe Hoya

“What are you going to call the story? How about, ‘Who is Fritz Brogan?’ People on campus sometimes wonder who I am—I look like I’m 40.”

Francis ‘Fritz’ Brogan III (CAS ’07) does not look 40. He looks a youthful 30. Brogan is 22, but has an older face and thinning hair, but before you notice Fritz’s age, you register how big Fritz is—6 feet 6 inches, 275 pounds, a looming figure. And as you’re noticing how big he is, his hand—adorned with a half-dollar sized monogram ring—is engulfing yours in a strangely loose shake, gripping, grinning and greeting.

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The Hoya Hood: Trashy and classy on the same block

A few years ago, Perrin Radley was awakened at three in the morning by a chorus of screamed obscenities outside his window on R Street. “Go home!” Radley shouted to the students. At the same moment a cab driver pulled up, and the young men shouted racial slurs and “all the expletives you can imagine” at the driver. Concerned that the fight would escalate into violence, Radley went outside and insisted they disperse. In response, one of the students took off his pants. Uncomfortable voicing the vulgar specifics out loud, the retired Episcopalian priest paused for a moment.

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Shunned by the City

While the snow in front of student houses in Burleith and West Georgetown has built up into slick sheets of ice and nearly every street is glazed in a brownish mix of slush and dirt, the alleyway behind Riggs Bank on Wisconsin Ave. has remained pristine, as if snow had never fallen. At the end of that alleyway sits an overloaded shopping cart covered in plastic tarps. If you look closer, though many don’t, you can see the outline of a bundled-up old man leaning against it. His name is Nathanial Ust, and he prides himself on keeping his home clear of snow.

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One of your friends has an eating disorder. Have you noticed?

Eating disorders at Georgetown are all about what you overhear, and what you don’t hear at all. They’re about what you thought you heard in the girl’s bathroom on your freshman floor after dinner one night. They’re about the rumors you hear of the dining hall lettuce being sprayed with protein. They’re about the quiet conversational asides and the quieter stigmatization of conditions like anorexia and bulimia, about the snap judgments and misconceptions that discourage sympathy and stifle awareness of the real issues at hand.