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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Don’t fuck with free speech

I walked into my high school freshman English class. I noticed no one else had arrived yet, and I turned toward the black board. My eyes widened as I noticed that someone had written, in large capital letters, “FUCK,” across the length of the board.

Embarrassed by this “naughty” word prominently displayed for all to see, I scurried over and erased the profanity.

By the November 29, 2001

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Late mourning in New York

The American Airlines crash in Rockaway, Queens is terrible because it killed hundreds of innocent people. The attacks on the World Trade Center are terrible because they killed thousands of people and threatened the safety and security of all Americans. Which is worse?

The answer is that they are different; one is not the “better” tragedy.

By the November 15, 2001

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The hidden cost of study abroad

Ten months ago, almost to the day, I got on a plane bound for Paris, France. I was spending the semester there in hopes of improving my French and acquiring a Givenchy wardrobe like Audrey Hepburn in Sabrina.

Actually, that’s not entirely true. I went abroad because I had to and because I knew it would be good for me.

By the November 15, 2001

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Can’t touch this

This past weekend, I had the great opportunity of attending the Gloria Steinem Leadership Institute at the University of North Carolina. If the name of the event was not cause enough for chagrin, thanks to my right-wing neighbors, the troubles I met on my way down certainly added fuel to the fire.

By the November 15, 2001

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Where was yo’ Pumas made?

Sometimes amidst the chaos of midterms, midnight coffee runs, Darnall delicacies, rainbows of posters tacked to every corner of campus and screaming, intoxicated students hanging perilously from the rooftop of Village A, I ask myself: “What exactly am I doing here?”

I think I know the answer; in fact, I think we all know the answer.

By the November 15, 2001

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Abolish the illogical

The death penalty is an issue I have always felt strongly about. It represents much of what people hate about America: a daily reminder of the contradictions in our ideologies... Read more

By the November 8, 2001

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South of Eden

Outside of the Voice office on the fourth floor of the Leavey Center, there is a bathroom. Every time I go to the bathroom, there is always toilet paper, soap... Read more

By the November 8, 2001

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GPB, Lecture Fund ticket practices unfair

The system that Georgetown Program Board and Lecture Fund use to hand out tickets for their programs is ridiculous. I know that this opinion is not just mine, and there... Read more

By the November 8, 2001

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Don’t panic; it’s only war

I’m sitting in my living room, flipping through the channels, and it occurs to me: We’re at war. And where are all the news cameras at 6 o’clock? Kabul? Nope.... Read more

By the November 8, 2001

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Letters to the Editor

The Voice posed the question recently of whether or not the Department of Public Safety has in mind the best interests of Georgetown students. The answer is an indisputable yes.... Read more

By the November 1, 2001

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Not far enough

Last year, someone asked me if I was capable of writing a column that didn’t mention gay people. The implicit question was, “Why do I always have to talk about... Read more

By the November 1, 2001

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Blood, terrorism and justice

The U.S. government’s handling of the “War on Terrorism” reeks of hypocrisy and contradiction. America claims to be defending the lofty ideals of freedom, justice and human rights, yet at... Read more

By the November 1, 2001

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The politics of dancing

Some people don’t like to dance. I’m not one of these people; I happen to love to dance. My father, however, is one of the anti-happy feet people. In 21... Read more

By the October 25, 2001

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A trash revolution

There’s a revolution going on and it’s happening in your very own trash. Instead of loitering at the mall, kids are spending their evenings kicking happily into Staples’ dumpsters and... Read more

By the October 25, 2001

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Lacoste playas across the hall

In Kenya, like in most other countries around the world, a lot of people tend to think of Americans as rather loud and dim-witted. Most importantly though, Americans have the... Read more

By the October 25, 2001

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Postmodernism in everyday life

I could, perhaps, find some other way to say what I’m about to say. But that would just be an attempt to evade the resounding truth, not just of the... Read more

By the October 25, 2001

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Tsk, tsk, tsk Visitation

Every Saturday morning I am startled awake at the crack of noon by athletic girls from Visitation Preparatory School obnoxiously exercising their supposed right to hoot and holler in adrenaline-induced... Read more

By the October 18, 2001

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Village C no evil

Before arriving at Georgetown I had dreams of lengthy conversations into the night with an erudite community of committed students. What I got instead was a kinky sexcapade. I wasn’t... Read more

By the October 18, 2001

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This time around, can’t let him get away

This coming Sunday may be the biggest day of my life. What I have waited for since age three is finally happening: I am going to see Michael Jackson live.... Read more

By the October 18, 2001

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A cautionary tale

I felt like an alcoholic. Like people in AA that can never have a drink again because they just don’t trust themselves not to start up again. Mine was not... Read more

By the October 18, 2001