2014 Spring Issue 5 (May 9, 2014)
In Russia, I learned from one of our language teachers that someone who has been excluded, for instance, from some social event, is entitled to exclaim, “What am I, a redhead?”
I appreciated Claire Kelloway’s editorial from the fall, “Considering the Value of a Dollar: Perplexed by the Bald Spot Wi-Fi Proposal”, and Gaston Lopez’s editorial “Hotspot on the Bald Spot?”, both of which debated the merits of a proposal from ITS and CSA to add Wi-Fi to a few outdoor locations on campus, including the Bald Spot.
When I heard that 55 colleges are under federal investigation for their handling of sex violence claims, I quickly checked the list to see if Carleton was one of those schools. At first I was relieved and proud that Carleton wasn’t on the list, but I soon found myself wondering whether not being on this list is enough.
I went to a talk this summer by this bigshot Peter Thiel, founder of PayPal, the first outside investor in Facebook, and doer of other things that are impressive if you’re into that entrepreneurship stuff.
I know it was my fault my bike was stolen. My cheap, five-dollar lock broke in the fall, and I never bothered to replace it. Call it laziness, hubris, blind optimism, whatever — I just figured no one would take my rickety old bike (which I’d affectionately named Percival) because it wasn’t theirs.
The Carleton homepage has a picture of a snow-laden Sayles with piles of “hibernating” bikes poking out from deep snow banks. Most of those will have rusted solid and are further wasting away in junkyards now.
Bike commuting is the bomb, don’t get me wrong. It’s cheap, environmentally friendly, good for the body, and good for the soul. That said, we riders should buckle up (helmets), too, because there are a lot of folks out there who care about us.