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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All the news that’s fit to ignore

Imagine an entire country where the only inhabitants are 14-year-olds. Gossip lurks behind every corner. The system of government features a roomful of uptight, insecure representatives shouting insults at one another. Almost everyone is in need of braces.

By the March 25, 2004

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Letter to the Editor

“Classroom incident misrepresented”

By the March 25, 2004

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Correction

The Georgetown Voice takes mistakes seriously. We correct all errors of substance in our stories and publish appropriate clarifications as soon as possible.

By the March 25, 2004

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Communist ball games

VOICES BY JULIA COOKE The first time my friends and I tried to go to a baseball game here in Cuba, we rode the bus for 45 minutes, got off at the wrong stop, and walked to the stadium, which turned out to be deserted. “No hay,” a guard at the stadium told us, “no more.” Instead of happily watching a baseball game we were stranded in the outskirts of the city.

By the March 25, 2004

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Georgetown’s basketball webpage of record

John Reagan is into Georgetown basketball. He graduated from the McDonough School of Business in 1984, having capped off his senior year by taking one of the University’s charter flights to Seattle, where he slept on the floor of a local gym with other fans and watched the Hoyas win their only national championship.

By the March 25, 2004

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Eagle Scouts gone wild

“And now we … we … uh…” Armando stepped down from the podium to confer with Scoutmaster Miller. The two huddled together against the church basement’s wall, seemingly unaware that they were in plain sight of the forty or so individuals assembled. Uncomfortable silence filled the room as the ceremony to induct my good friend John into that venerable brotherhood, the Eagle Scouts, ground to a halt for the third time in the ten minutes it had lasted thus far.

By the March 18, 2004

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Keyboard confessional

VOICES BY ROB ANDERSON Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I’ve stopped going to confession. Well, I haven’t stopped, but I don’t go to a priest anymore. See, there’s this website now, Father. It’s called grouphug.us. It’s just, I don’t know, a lot less awkward than honestly confessing my sins to an 80-year-old man sworn to a life of poverty and chastity.

By the March 18, 2004

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Skipping rocks across “the pond”

“I wish I was back in Barcelona! Its fantastic there, the people are so beautiful! The sun is always shining and the culture is fabulous!” Jane Hoya is especially enthusiastic about her dearest Espa?a, and it sounds like a very nice place, but I sure am tired of hearing about it.

By the March 18, 2004

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Yokohama nights

VOICES BY SCOTT MATTHEWS “She a friend of yours?” I ask, gesturing toward the girl grinding with an older, sweaty American businessman as he awkwardly contorts his mis-shapen carcass in a grim parody of dancing while 50 Cent blares over the sound system. My friend’s response is lost under the heavy bass, but I can tell from her expression that her answer amounted to something like “hell no.

By the March 4, 2004

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The ugly truths of women and war

During the early months of the Iraq war, a new type of “friendly fire” was cheerfully revealed by the media to be sidelining troops: female soldiers were being taken out of action by pregnancies conceived while on mission. But the tales revealed in a front page New York Times article last week were altogether different.

By the March 4, 2004

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Helping you help yourself

Isn’t volunteerism great? I really admire people who spend their weekends selflessly dishing out soup to the homeless or visiting shut-in convalescents. With every sandwich distributed or item of clothing donated, volunteers infuse society with optimism and hope for a brighter future.

By the March 4, 2004

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Letter to the Editor

“Vote your conscience” Sonia Mukhi’s piece on presidential politics and negative campaigning (“Fragmented Democrats cannot succeed,” Feb. 26) begins and ends with an unfounded assertion that John Kerry is the better Democratic nominee, while the entire middle is a de facto endorsement of John Edwards.

By the March 4, 2004

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I’ll teach you to speak Aramaic

VOICES BY BILL CLEVELAND Three years ago, Fr. William Fulco, S.J. received a phone call from a production company asking him to help translate a movie script. “Hey, Padre, its Mel. I’ve got a project for you,” said a voice on the other end of the phone. As a professor of Ancient Mediterranean Studies at Loyola Marymount University in Los Angeles, where he teaches courses like “Near Eastern Archaeology” and “Intermediate Classical Hebrew,” his litany of languages includes Aramaic and Latin.

By the February 26, 2004

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No good shawarma in Georgetown

“What’s your hometown?” You heard it all through New Student Orientation and you’ll probably hear it for the rest of your time at Georgetown, every time you meet someone new. It’s a pretty simple question, answerable in one word. This is not the case for me.

By the February 26, 2004

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Fragmented Democrats cannot succeed

As election time approaches, all disheartened and disillusioned with the current administration are dealing with a difficult internal conflict. On one hand, we have to work to remove Bush from office. On the other, our efforts appear frighteningly fruitless.

By the February 26, 2004

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The pitfalls of expression

Somewhere in my bedroom there’s a wooden box filled with empty journals. Some are small and leather-bound, some are handcrafted with homemade paper and colorful string. Others are standard yellow legal pads with “Journal” printed in pen upon the first page.

By the February 19, 2004

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Come for the view, stay for the food

VOICES BY MIKE O’ROURKE Stomach growling, I rush into the Leo J. O’Donovan dining hall at 2:15 for a late lunch.I walk through the doors and wait patiently as the visitors in front of me pay in cash.After several minutes of arguing with the cashier, they pass through.She swipes my card, and I walk quickly towards the top level and pass through the halfway-closed doors.

By the February 19, 2004

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Letter to the Editor

Inaccurate representation of The Georgetown Academy Perhaps the next time College Democrats president Scott Zumwalt dares to throw around slanderous words like “racist, sexist and homophobic,” all charges he levels at The Academy in your last issue (“GU Alum and Top Frist Aid Resigns,” Feb.

By the February 19, 2004

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Don’t Asian-hate, appreciate

When the University student survey asked me about my ethnicity last year, I didn’t identify myself as “Asian-American.” Instead I checked the “Other” option and typed in “Japanese-Canadian.” Then I wrote an angry letter back to the surveyors about how it was inappropriate for them to exploit my ethnic background in order to say that Georgetown was “diverse.

By the February 19, 2004

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Aquatic baggage check

VOICES BY SONIA SMITH Even the crustaceans were glistening from sweat that typically muggy summer afternoon in New Orleans. Reclining on the quad at Tulane University, innocently enjoying a snow cone, I was a disinterested bystander at the order of the day—crawfish racing. In Sin City, this event musters a level of excitement second only to Mardi Gras.

By the February 12, 2004