Going to the Carleton Library to look for books for a display about homelessness was a depressing experience for me. I found two half-filled shelves on the second floor containing books mostly written in the 80’s, with titles such as “The Tramp in America”, “Citizen Hobo” and, alarmingly, “Raised by Wolves”. I could find only one book about the vital issue of veterans and homelessness, which recounted the hard process World War II vets faced in reentering society, a relevant concern of the day.
One of the reasons I feel so comfortable and safe at Carleton is because I am surrounded by people who are responsible and conduct themselves respectfully in social settings, particularly when alcohol is involved. I won’t ignore the instances in which people act irresponsibly and inappropriately, but those times are in the minority, and I don’t think that they are indicative of what the social scene is like at Carleton.
Liability is always, a tricky issue. We are taught to judge responsibility, and moreover, to evaluate the degree to which people are liable for their own actions. Our entire civil judicial system is based around these very same principles. Why then do we have trouble sorting out the simple question: who’s to blame?
Cheating is an irremovable stain on American sport, but it is not a recent phenomenon in team athletics. Some forms of cheating are deemed more acceptable – baseball players are praised for their ability to steal signs while on second base or in the dugout – while other kinds of cheating – pitchers secretly using sandpaper or other substances to doctor a ball – are considered taboo.
If you know me at all (or even if you don’t) you’d know that I feel very strongly and am very upset about the Pre-Frosh Trip issue. Now, don’t worry – I’m not going to go back into this; I voiced my points pretty clearly last week. However, this time around, I want to talk about something else: the Trustees.
Does your vagina have a story to share? The Collective for Women’s Issues is interested in collecting vagina narratives of members of the Carleton community.
With eighth week fast approaching, I thought I would take a moment to remind your readers about one of the most exciting events to hit Winter Term 2008. That’s right, CSA Elections. In all seriousness, CSA Elections will be taking place at the end of next week and I will be running for President.
I would like to start this by applauding all the work and effort that went into the Vagina Monologues. Sitting in the audience on Saturday night, I was amazed at the performance and inspired to audition next year. However, I would like to take the time to comment on the only part of the show that I was not thrilled with.
Carleton’s lower Arboretum has been closed to cyclists of the Carleton and local communities for more than a decade. It is a result of the close-mindedness of the arboretum directors, and sadly, Carleton itself. I am writing this to encourage you to ask Carleton’s administrators to reopen the Arboretum trails to cyclists of all kinds.
Earlier this week, we sat in separate cars, facing bumper to bumper to traffic for almost an hour, to travel less than five miles to the Northfield Middle School. Why take nearly three hours out of a busy night? In order to participate in Super Tuesday’s Minnesota Democratic caucus.