Because of my recent discovery that I lack of knowledge of anything that doesn’t involve Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan, I decided to take a little time to read the New York Times today. Not only did I learn about Barack Obama’s plan for universal health care in the United States, but I also came across an extremely interesting article about college admissions.
According to the article a few universities across the country have begun to change their admittance policies and consider socio-economic status when accepting applicants. Sort of like Affirmative Action but with yearly income instead of racial heritage. Read More »
Having spent 4 out of 5 nights this week working late, my DVR has acquired quite a collection of shows I needed to watch. Namely, a whole lot of Oprah. So, like every other super-lame college grad, I have spent the majority of my holiday weekend catching up on my shows.
One Oprah ep I watched was the one with Sarah Jessica Parker and her new cheapo clothing line, Bitten. While I disagree with Mary and think the clothes are super adorable and versatile, I actually took something completely different away from the show.
SJP made a comment about the values of people in our country. She says our values are a little off; instead of focusing all of our energy on butting into the private lives of celebrities and picking apart every little thing they do we should pay more attention to real problems that need attention in the world. Problems like disease, poverty and hunger.
Whatever, Sarah Jessica. While I do enjoy a little US Weekly action now and then (read: all day every day), I don’t think that my love for all things celebrity takes away from my interest in things happening in the world. I still consider myself a pretty well-informed person. I read Yahoo.com, damnit! Is that nothing to you?!
Don’t believe me? Well, just watch how I do on this little self-proctored test. Read More »
So, it’s finals, which means I probably shouldn’t have been out partying all weekend, but nonetheless, here I am today, haggard, slightly bruised and wildly unprepared for my two exams and three papers due this week. However, I once took a course in cultural anthropology, so I consider it my academic duty to go to parties, observe the social interactions of other youths and report them back to the world.
Thus, I present to you my scholarly dissection of the sexual politics of the keg. This past Friday, I went to my friend’s birthday party. Since I knew the host of the party, I considered myself a VIP and budged the keg line, edging out frat boys in pastel-colored shorts and backwards caps to stake my claim. Once I reached the keg, I started to do what I needed to do when Dude #1 called me out. “HEY!” he exclaimed. “What are you doing? Let me do it for you.”
Um. Okay. I know I may look young and weak, but as a scholar I at least know how to pump a keg. I may not be an engineering major like Dude #1, but come on, it’s like buttering bread. Read More »
I don’t know why, but for some reason the sight of an American flag waving in front of someone’s house gives me the creeps. I imagine the homeowner sitting in an easy chair just behind the door wearing a pair of boxers and a wife beater and holding a very large shotgun. And a beer.
Oh. And he/she voted for George Bush.
I can’t explain it. I don’t know why American pride makes me think of Republicans, Nascar races and shooting ranges; it just does. (Sidenote: Please do not send anthrax to my house).
Personally, I don’t know how proud I am to be an American. Lucky, yes, I am very lucky. Luckier than I ever knew until I began to see the deplorable conditions so many people live in around the world. The depression, the poverty, and the lack of opportunity. For that, I am so grateful. At the same time, however, I can’t be proud of the way my country has acted these past few years. I can’t walk into a restaurant in another country and feel proud to tell everyone there that I am from America. Instead I walk in fear hoping they won’t know. Read More »
The New York Times reported in a recent article that the candidates for the 2008 election will be using social networking tools such as myspace as a campaign tool. So far, Barack Obama, John Edwards, Joseph Biden, and Dennis Kucinich have set up myspace pages, and Hillary Rodham Clinton, Rudy Giuliani, and Mitt Romney will launch their official pages in the coming weeks.
“Tom Anderson, 31, a MySpace founder, said, “MySpace has a method of reaching people who are historically not interested in voting” and may not read newspapers or watch news on television. He added: “A MySpace profile could excite their interest in ways they are used to. In the same way they learn about their friends, they could learn about a candidate.””
I’m not sure how I feel about this tactic, it seems sort of silly to me that candidates are setting up accounts on sites where typically it would be creepy for someone their age to be on. But, I can see the argument that at least it gets young people interested in the issues, even if they are just glancing at the pages briefly.
Here’s what I could come up with in terms of myspace pages that are up so far for each
Because of my recent discovery that I lack of knowledge of anything that doesn’t involve Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan, I decided to take a little time to read the New York Times today. Not only did I learn about Barack Obama’s plan for universal health care in the United States, but I also came across an extremely interesting article about college admissions.
Having spent 4 out of 5 nights this week working late, my DVR has acquired quite a collection of shows I needed to watch. Namely, a whole lot of Oprah. So, like every other super-lame college grad, I have spent the majority of my holiday weekend catching up on my shows.
So, it’s finals, which means I probably shouldn’t have been out partying all weekend, but nonetheless, here I am today, haggard, slightly bruised and wildly unprepared for my two exams and three papers due this week. However, I once took a course in cultural anthropology, so I consider it my academic duty to go to parties, observe the social interactions of other youths and report them back to the world.
I don’t know why, but for some reason the sight of an American flag waving in front of someone’s house gives me the creeps. I imagine the homeowner sitting in an easy chair just behind the door wearing a pair of boxers and a wife beater and holding a very large shotgun. And a beer.
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