I don’t know how to describe what depression and anxiety feel like. Comedian Sarah Silverman once described it as, “I’m desperately homesick, but I’m home.” Star Trek actor Wil Wheaton said, “I struggled to reconcile the facts of my life with the reality of my existence. I knew something was wrong with me, but I…
“That will go straight to your thighs,” Zoë says to Tristan as he gazes longingly at the donut grasped in his hand. “That’s why I’m eating it with my eyes and not my mouth,” he says, before discarding it. This Degrassi scene passes by in just a moment and is never revisited. But it demonstrates…
“Are you coming home this weekend?” “I can’t. I’m busy.” I quickly tapped the letters to reject my mother, but I knew my attempt would fail. My suspicion was confirmed by the message I received a few seconds later: “But after your dad left the country, nobody else is with me except for a cat…
What will sway Georgetown’s administration to divest our endowment from fossil fuels? Despite employing a combination of student advocacy, financial prudency, and appeals to Jesuit values, GU Fossil Free (GUFF) hasn’t achieved its primary goal yet. As we entered our fifth year of attempting to persuade Georgetown’s administration, it seemed merely symbolic that we put…
I turned this in late. Actually, I wasn’t given a firm deadline, so I might have turned it in at the deadline or, and this is borderline delusional, early. No, it wasn’t early. Writers, cartoonists, and the ad folks never turned in anything early. That is one of my enduring memories of my time as…
Signing up for the Voice freshman year was among the best decisions I made in college. I joined the leisure section, which was great because it allowed me to use something I really enjoyed—writing—as a means of following my one true passion: watching television. Later on I edited the leisure section, then edited Vox Populi…
The phone call came out of the blue. A voice I hadn’t heard in 45 years, Cynthia Paulis (MSB ’ 74) called to tell me about the 50th reunion of editors and staff of the Voice. It really gave me a jolt and made me realize that as far as I’ve come in my career,…
The Georgetown Voice helped prepare me for a career in media, and my experiences at the paper taught me great lessons in teamwork, friendship, humility, and gratitude. But more importantly, the paper helped me find my voice and learn how to help others find theirs. These are lessons that have lasted a lifetime. Marty Yant…
My memories of the Voice are too numerous to capture in a couple hundred words, unless I default to a Larry King-like, ellipses-riddled regurgitation. Driving all night to Storrs, CT to cover a basketball game…the terror and thrill of pinning a cover story on the board for edit…debating editorials on the bridge as the sun…
One of these other Carrying On’s will say that this magazine is a family. That it has no application. That it welcomes everyone, regardless of experience. These statements are wonderful and true. But this piece won’t go there. This piece will admit that the Voice could be cliquish, and that I sometimes felt like I…