A war cry is a rather exciting thing. I think that as a people, Americans tend to enjoy them. We love half-time speeches, come-from-behind rallying cries, and pretty much anything that implies that we are about to make a major comeback.
My last few weeks in Rome, I started going out to a restaurant every couple of days. It was right after my last burst of travel, when I finally realized that I was well and truly burned out on discount airlines and hostels, and that all I really wanted to do was waste the time I had left in Europe in cafés.
I can’t say I’ve ever been more disappointed in politics, America, Americans, and the media than I was after watching this video shortly before voting this fall.
Jumping on the Lincoln bandwagon is pretty easy these days with things like the book, the movie, and Daniel Day Lewis. But I think Lincoln’s life offers many takeaways because of the way he behaved and held himself.
Carleton has a lot to be proud of this weekend. With the defeat of the Voter ID and Marriage Amendments, the reelection of President Obama, and local candidates, Carls have demonstrated that they do care and are politically engaged.
Morality is difficult because it is almost never immediately relevant. Ethics are great to talk about.
If you haven’t been by the Libe to see If You Give a Monk a Manuscript, you should. I am confident in saying it is probably the most ambitious attempt at putting together a fully-fledged exhibition within a single term. Simply put, it’s amazing.
1. Make a slew of alarm clocks and hide them on first Libe, then run very far away.
2. Perfect my pumpkin carving abilities, but on a much smaller scale.
1. Cut out the letters and make a ransom note in which you agree to return the pen to that kid in your Calculus class in exchange for excessive amounts of Easy Mac.
This past Tuesday night I was procrastinating on 4th Libe (per usual) and just generally shooting the breeze with fellow Carls. In the course of a conversation with someone who I really respect, I discovered that they were planning on not voting this fall.
Does it really make sense to compare an Observational Drawing grade with the grade you receive for Introduction to Classic Studies? What would the average between the two even represent?
Is this what getting old feels like, seeing the charred, maimed corpse of a kid your sister’s age lying in the desert on CNN and realizing that all your friends—and possibly you—are going to vote the person who made it happen into the highest office in the country?