We are members of a community that claims, “to liberate individuals from the constraints imposed by ignorance or complacency and prepare them broadly to lead rewarding, creative, and useful lives" (Carleton College’s Mission Statement). We are a concerned group of sexual assault survivors and supporters, and we react with anything but complacency to the issue of sexual violence on campus. We ask the same of our fellow students, staff, faculty, and most of all of the Carleton administration.
As a general rule, I don’t like seeing naked people. I mean, don’t get me wrong, a little bit of being in the buff is a wonderful thing, but do I like to see randos I don’t know just walking around willy-nilly? Mmmm, probably not. On that note, I think it is interesting how so many people around campus don’t seem to care at all. Am I complaining? Not really. Does that mean that I just can’t wait to see the next kid changing in their room up in Meyers on a dark late night walk back from the library? Definitely not. And again, don’t get me wrong, I don’t want you to think that there’s an eager peeping-tom going around campus (if there is, it’s not me), but I do think you should be aware that (brace yourself) PEOPLE CAN SEE YOU WHEN YOU’RE IN YOUR ROOM. Not that I’m looking, but when it’s dark out you catch a glance. An unwanted, extremely flesh-filled, glance.
Earlier this spring, when Senators Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama were battling for the right to run as the Democratic Presidential candidate in this year’s general election, long-running Saturday Night Live ran a skit depicting a debate between the two candidates. The skit, which satirized the way that media coverage seemed to be biased in Obama’s favor, had Clinton being asked all questions first, and questions given to Obama were significantly easier. The moderator of the debate asked Obama if he was comfortable, or if he wanted a pillow.
It is often said that diversity on campus is a good feature to foster at a college because it “expands students’ intellectual horizons.” So says Carleton’s admissions website, and intuitively it is not a difficult position to justify. The presence of a variety of viewpoints on campus, seems at the very least, to be a necessary (but not a sufficient) condition for the exploration and development of ideas. For if all of Carleton’s students came from exactly the same background and thought in exactly the same way, then it would follow, by most accounts, that we would all have a very strong tendency to agree on most things. Consequently, the scope of our intellectual inquiry would be limited because no one would challenge us, make us think differently, or offer intellectual resistance to our views.
This is part two of a two part series in which we present Mr. Hunter’s speech in its entirety.
I wasn't great friends with Bobbie. She played on my volleyball team for a season and I would say we became pretty good friends. The last time we had been in touch I knew that she was seriously dating a guy and they were planning on being together “forever.” We had even discussed possible details of their wedding (which everyone who was familiar with their relationship assumed was going to happen). But life took its course and Bobbie and I parted ways.
Last Thursday, two significant events happened that made it clear that right now is an important time for Carleton College. First, Carleton woke up on Thursday morning to find chalk messages around campus having to do with rape and sexual assault. Second, on the same day, the results of the Campus Climate survey was released to the Carleton community. Both events are indications that Carleton is not a college without problems, or without issues that need to be discussed publicly.
Admission to Carleton gave me many things: a decal on my car, a newfound appreciation for Madonna’s brilliant “Like a Prayer,” an understanding of where my t-shirt comes from, an introduction to step-aerobics, and so much more. But perhaps the greatest thing Carleton has given me thus far is a name: grossmah.
It's that time of the year - the weather is starting to turn, homework is starting to take a toll on our physical well-being, and sleep is difficult to come by. Some of you incoming freshman may be intimidated by the work load. Many students here, as we all know, are not from Minnesota, or even the United States for that matter, and adjusting to this college thing may be difficult. I'm sure I am not the only one here who has felt stressed out or had doubts run through my mind about whether or not I am capable of balancing my various extra-curricular activities.
This is part one of a two part series in which we present Mr. Hunter’s speech in its entirety. Part two will be presented in next week’s edition of The Carletonian.
- An old Latin proverb states that, “Times change and we change with them.” Indeed, as The Carletonian begins its 129th year as a student-run publication, this proverb rings as true today as it must have centuries ago.
- Thoughtful and reflective conversations are a cornerstone of the Carleton experience.