2014 Fall Issue 8 (November 14, 2014)
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Ebola: SHAC Hopes for Best, Plans for Worst (Login Required)
What seems to be the most common response at Carleton to the threat of widespread Ebola in the United States is dismissal of any such risk and acknowledgement that the most pressing issues are in Guinea, Liberia and Sierra Leone.
The number of Carls who apply for the most prestigious fellowships is dropping. Mike Flynn isn’t concerned.
“So many butts.” If you attended the fall ebony II recital you may have seen more of a show than originally expected when streakers visited the event.
There are approximately sixty cameras dispersed around Carleton’s campus, although the numbers are constantly increasing, with almost ten to twenty added per year according to Security’s needs.
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This past Wednesday, a European probe named Philae landed on a comet for the first time in human history. This same probe made history earlier this year by becoming the first probe to orbit around a comet.
Through the long and arduous journey that is the ninth week, all that students have to motivate them is the fact that the term will come to an end, and hopefully in this their suffering will cease.
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If you haven’t heard of the blog called Literary Starbucks by now, you’re missing out. “Literary Starbucks” is the title of a Tumblr blog started by Jill Poskanzer ’15, Wilson Josephson ’16, and Nora Katz ’16.
In the throngs of ninth week, it is difficult to avoid the Libe. Upon entering the fourth floor, you may notice something unusual: an exhibition of medieval illuminated manuscripts.
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It was Senior Day at Laird Stadium and the Carleton College football team recognized the 10 seniors on the roster during a special pre-game ceremony. Unfortunately, the national No. 23-ranked University of St. Thomas squad crashed the party as the Tommies prevailed in a lop-sided affair.
On November 1st, junior Ruth Steinke won the Women’s Cross Country MIAC Championships to lead the Carleton women’s team to a repeat team title.
Long before football was on his radar, Omar Reyes, a junior IR/political science major, aspired to be a professional baseball player.
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Every relationship goes through bad phases, terrible ones, even. Times where you can’t believe how awful the other person is, how they could be so annoying, so insensitive, so oblivious to your needs, so careless, so very, very wrong.
I have never seen myself as a decisive person, especially when the question comes to whether I should pick vanilla or chocolate flavor for ice-cream. However, perhaps under some sweet magical spell, my five-year-old self announced to the whole world that she was going to learn this incredibly beautiful instrument she saw on TV, and luckily she did.
People often throw around the phrase, “you vote with your fork.” The idea is, we can shape the food system by changing what we buy, and what we choose to eat can in turn tell the markets what to product.
We’ve come very, very far from the days when empires could effectively wipe someone out of history through book burnings and other means of coercion, destruction, and death.
If knowledge power, then self-knowledge is a weapon. Without using it conscientiously, this tool of cultivation probably turns its blade toward others or even yourself. Put to its true use, self-knowledge can be a great tool for personal and interpersonal growth.
As Carleton students, we are part of the elite. We have the privilege of receiving one of the most prestigious educations in the country, we have peers, faculty and staff that truly support one another, and we have the opportunity to express our concerns and voice our objections to authority – to question our actions and the actions of others.
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Where are the best couches on campus?
During a meditative stroll, an unsuspecting Arb appreciator might suddenly exclaim in shocked distress, “AH! What’s going on in the lower arboretum now?!” A large fence of sinister proportions looms feet above the head of the mere mortal onlooker, who is now frozen in place, jaw locked in a silent scream.