Voices

Voices is the Op-Ed and personal essay section of The Georgetown Voice. It features the real narratives of diverse students from nearly every corner on campus, seeking to tell some of the incredibly important and yet oft-unheard stories that affect life in and out of Georgetown.

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My very own melting pot

On a very pleasant night in Southern California, I was cruising in my best friend Scott’s Ford Forerunner. We were going nowhere but getting there fast in his gas-guzzling SUV.... Read more

By the April 26, 2001

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Van you understand what I’m saying?

I hate starting with a quote. Now, that that’s taken care of, here’s the story of something I like a whole lot. (Hint: love, family, friendship and obsession with Macintosh... Read more

By the April 19, 2001

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An Oregonian goes to Washington

Being a transfer student can really suck. Even though I am a third-year student in college, I feel a like first-year. I know only a handful of professors and students,... Read more

By the April 19, 2001

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Wake up, Georgetown!

When I am walking the streets of Georgetown alone I sometimes question how I possibly ended up at such a university. I am blinded by the light reflecting off the... Read more

By the April 19, 2001

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On my honor

The Honor Council is one of Georgetown’s most feared and least understood organizations. I have served on it for three years as a student representative. The skewed perception of the... Read more

By the April 19, 2001

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Letter be

I’m beginning to think that I was born in the wrong era. Well, that’s not quite true. I actually came to the conclusion a long time ago, but it’s only... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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It couldn’t happen to you

Do you know the correct way to moan? If you don’t by now, I am sure it is not due to a lack of moaning on your part (you are,... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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I wish I was taller, I wish I was a baller …

“Yo, Pete, you wanna go to Yates? We’re gonna play ball.” “Yeah, sure.” I find a dirty t-shirt from my laundry basket. I put on my baggy Wizards basketball shorts... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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Irish eyes aren’t smiling

I’m only half Irish, but I’m belligerently half Irish. Maybe it’s because my parents named me Erin Kathleen Sullivan (I often consider re-adding the “O’” for tradition and authenticity.) Maybe... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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Learning to bow

“Sumimasen, America-jin desu ka?” (Are you an American?) inquired the polite middle-aged man standing on the train platform with me. “For the love of Buddha,” I thought. “Not again.” It... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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When I grow up …

I am really glad I am a junior. I have some senior friends who do not know what they are doing next year, and I am really glad I am... Read more

By the April 5, 2001

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How the hell did I get this old?

My name is Donald. I am not 40 years old. I am not balding. I am not stuck in a job that I hate. I do not look at my... Read more

By the March 29, 2001

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Walken around

I’ve recently come to the conclusion that there are really only two things in this world that make me uncomfortable. And when I say “uncomfortable,” I mean it in the... Read more

By the March 29, 2001

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Unluck of the Irish

Georgetown students place a lot of pressure on one another to enjoy a year studying abroad with more passion than a great lover, with more joy than a first-born child... Read more

By the March 29, 2001

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Isn’t it time?

This spring’s was the third semester that I wasn’t able to register for Professor Emmett-Mattox’s course on “Class, Race & Gender.” Not surprisingly, this story seems to be more common... Read more

By the March 29, 2001

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It ain’t easy being green

The scene went down like this: After having made my way over to the Leavey Center on a lonely weekend afternoon, I found myself waiting at the bank of elevators... Read more

By the March 22, 2001

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Don’t wanna grow up

I’m starting to think I have a problem. As a little kid, I was obsessed with every book in the Wizard of Oz series. I read them so often, I... Read more

By the March 22, 2001

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Rock and roll all night

Happiness abounds on campus. The men’s basketball team is going to the Sweet 16. Nat Burton is God. Uh-oh. I just took God out of our University. Maybe, as many... Read more

By the March 22, 2001

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Letters to the editor

There are a number of mistruths and misrepresentations in the editorial concerning the Senior Class Gift (“Don’t Leave School Without It?” March 15, 2001). First, the money raised for the... Read more

By the March 22, 2001

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Here kitty, kitty

I miss my cat. My little boo-boo bear is lonely at home without me. I feel so badly for her. I really miss her, and I’m pretty sure she misses... Read more

By the March 22, 2001