Oh, yeah! It’s that time of the year. Christmas ads start to taunt you through the television screen. Hanukkah ads don’t exist. Nor do those for anything else really. The generic “Happy Holidays” reigns supreme. Turkeys start gobbling knowing that their short and fairly meaningless lives are going to end in the culmination of their entire purpose: to feed an entire nation on one day. Poor, poor turkeys.
When Mel Gibson so impressively screamed for freedom at the end of “Braveheart,” it was stirring. When the United States freed itself from the claws of George III, we became a nation. When you are freed from the oppression of Washington University midterms, it is exhilarating. Freedom, therefore, of all shapes and sizes, appears to be a good thing.
It’s all about the “hype” these days. It’s absolutely everywhere. The term has been around for centuries, and many notable historical figures have curried favor with the word. The always quotable Lord Byron was known to have once said, “Get some hype up in this bitch.” Even more reserved historical figures have eloquently uttered derivations of our word of the day.
There are moments in life when one is moved. It doesn’t have to be a monumental or life-changing experience to have a profound impact. In fact, what inspired me to write this piece this week was something incredibly routine, something I’d seen multiple times before.
To all my Jews out there, put your hands in the air…Yom Kippur is here, and you know what that means: some serious atonement and an empty stomach. You are about to delve into the most in-depth and comprehensive guide to tackling the holiest of days. Excessive liberties will be taken, and the possibility to offend is high, because, hey, I’ll be forgiven in two days.
The fact that we have such an incredible building to house undergraduate students is fantastic, but in building the new Wohl, we lost a lot of history.
This summer, I got a small taste of what it would be like to be a real person. All of a sudden I was someone with a job, responsibility and no salary. Work becomes instantly less fun when you’re not getting paid to do your respective tasks. It goes without saying that as a rising [...]
I’ve been ill. Not in the way Lil Wayne means it, well, yes in that way ’cause I just can’t help it, but also in the literal sense of not feeling well. Headaches, nausea, feeling really hot, it’s all been bad. Not really like being sick, just uncomfortable. I believe these are symptoms of what [...]
I would like to start this article with a disclaimer: Since I am in Writing 1 this semester, my articles will become so tightly wound, so potent, so descriptive…that it may blow your mind. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
My New Year’s resolution: get straight As, but, you know, with variety, [...]
Once upon a time I realized I wasn’t the most important person in the world. But that was way back. Way, way back. Like last week, maybe even two weeks ago, before I was attacked with the splendid celebration of Thanksgiving and the miracle that followed, known as Black Friday. [...]
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