Opinion

Thoughts from the Georgetown community.

Voices

Real Americana

As I sat down for lunch in Darnall on Friday, my friend and I were talking about the week’s terrorist attacks and what they meant here at Georgetown. We couldn’t make sense of too much, and probably no one here is able to comment on the national situation without sounding trite and repetitive. “America unite!” seemed too easy a thought at that point last week.

By the September 20, 2001

Voices

Divided we’re called

I love America, although I don’t consider myself particularly patriotic. When I watched those planes crash into the World Trade Center, a thousand sickening feelings went through my body. However,... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Editorials

Hate has no place on campus

In the wake of last week’s devastating terrorist attacks against the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, enraged Americans are desperately searching for someone to blame. The hijackers are already... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Voices

Calling home

I have difficulty defining “home” right now. Home to me means familiarity, security, a sense of belonging and the presence of those I love. Right now, those much-needed signs of... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Editorials

University shows support

The Georgetown community?indeed the entire country?suffered emotionally from last week’s terrorist attacks against the Pentagon and World Trade Center. Students lost friends and relatives, and the community lost a professor... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Voices

Dismayed new world

Twenty days ago I left for college to study international affairs at the School of Foreign Service at Georgetown University. One of my friends asked me if I was ready... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Editorials

Students should continue being students

A week after last week’s tragedies, most of us don’t quite know how to act. We feel the degree of the tragedy requires us to maintain a certain level of... Read more

By the September 20, 2001

Voices

Postcards in the rain

The clock ticks twelve. Midnight. Another day ends. Simple. Inevitable. It passed, in many ways, as days have always?the sun rose, brightening the morning, and set in the evening, returning... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Voices

A cycle of violence, a plea for peace

I hardly know where to begin. So many of you have been touched by this in one way or another. I found myself yesterday hardly able to put a coherent... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Voices

Before and after

I heard someone yesterday on the radio say that there are moments that divide time into before and after. Today at Georgetown is day two of the after, our second... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Editorials

GW sends students packing

Last Thursday George Washington University President Stephen Trachtenberg announced that GW will force nearly 5,400 students to leave their Foggy Bottom residence halls in expectation of massive protests for the... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Voices

The “Freshman Fifteen”

Just over two weeks ago, somewhere in between those amber waves of grain and the purple mountain’s majesty, I sat anxiously in the passenger seat of my father’s FourRunner, eagerly... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Editorials

Undoing student community

The Residential Judicial Council has been introduced in all residential halls and apartments campus-wide following what its executives call a successful pilot program last year in New South. The Residential... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Editorials

Pigs have feelings, too

“One potato, two potato, three potato, pork.” “Life is like a bowl of pork chops.” “I scream, you scream, we all scream for pork loin.” The new advertising campaign for... Read more

By the September 13, 2001

Voices

Mohsin’s Sunscreen Song

The start of senior year is a hackneyed topic, so I’m going to avoid it. Besides, everyone’s got something to say about it. It’s old. First-years were annoying for the... Read more

By the September 6, 2001

Voices

Sprawl attacks American life

Georgetown has something that most of the rest of the country lacks. There is something we love about this campus and D.C. that drew us all here. It’s a wonderfully... Read more

By the September 6, 2001

Voices

The skeptical granddaughter

When I got to college, I became more selfish. Any change to my life was horribly inconvenient (even if it improved my family’s life) if it changed my status quo. Case in point: My first year, my parents decided to move one block to a nicer house. Granted, my parents liked the new house better and were actually living there all year, but I threw a tantrum.

By the September 6, 2001

Editorials

Off-Campus and off-base

Once more the University has shown that it does not have the interests of students in mind. This time, proof came in the form of the mandatory off-campus life orientation... Read more

By the September 6, 2001

Editorials

Bringing community apart

Neighborhood residents have always considered University students to be unwelcome and irritating guests in their community. In 1996, they tried to prevent students from voting. It failed. Just last year,... Read more

By the September 6, 2001

Voices

Postcards in the rain

The clock ticks twelve. Midnight. Another day ends. Simple. Inevitable. It passed, in many ways, as days have always?the sun rose, brightening the morning, and set in the evening, returning... Read more

By the September 6, 2001