I was one of the kids who wore an orange jumpsuit and turned her back on Alberto Gonzales after he spoke. I sat in stunned silence as Karl Rove neatly eviscerated those who questioned him with a charisma, wit and intelligence that were highly impressive if not at the same time unmistakably evil. And I too crossed my fingers and prayed that Zach Braff really would reschedule next time.

Welcome to Wash. U., where politics is like water: never bottled up. From national, to local, to university politics, people rarely keep their opinions to themselves and need very little encouragement to shout them from the rooftops, or at least from the Student Life editorial pages.