I’ll give it to you real quick: the state of political discourse on campus? It sucks

The writer Gene Wolfe possesses many gifts; he bears an almost equal number of maddening, irritating flaws. Nowhere is this more apparent than in his 1984 experimental mystery novel Free Live Free

Classical composers usually improve as they age. Beethoven reached dizzying heights during his late period; his last few symphonies and string quartets, intensely personal meditations on human nature and God, radically altered the way composers thought about form and harmony. Stravinsky, whose upward trajectory is harder to trace, given his restless desire to explore different musical territories, produced some of his most intricately beautiful works during old age. Late periods are usually marked by mastery and introspection.

The second woman to serve on the Court and the last of Bill Clinton’s appointees, Justice Ginsburg built her legal career on the fight for women’s rights and was instrumental in a number of ACLU-led fights—but on Thursday she was here to avoid all that.

James Frey might be the most inarticulate author alive. Also, if he is not one of the most boring, he is clearly the most bored, and his prose is so harried, so egregiously imprecise, that it reads as if it is trying to flee the very tedium of the subject matter.

This election ushers in not only a new administration, but a new political reality: kakistocracy, it seems, is not inevitable after all.

This Nov. 4, 2008 will always be synonymous with all kinds of significance, but tonight I reflect on something small, soon to be submerged by the symbols. The way I saw John McCain’s concession speech received was unworthy of the occasion and the man.

But 40 years after the Summer of Love and Woodstock, a black man–a young, educated, liberal black man–was elected president. And hell, that means something.

But come on, let’s be serious, here’s probably what happened.  We all get it in our heads that we’d be better off missed every once in a while, contract supply to jack up the price a little, you know, like OPEC does every once in a while.  Dude’s just tired of being taken for granted, tired of being somebody just by being there.  So don’t be there for a few days, he says.  Go west, young man.  Return to the sea.

I went up to a girl who was yelling so loudly and excitedly that I thought I was in an episode of America’s Next Top Model right after the model-hopefuls have found out that they’re going to some foreign country, like Africa or Spain. “What’s the commotion?” I asked as we stood in front of Ivy, half expecting her to tell me that we were all going to Bali together.

A maple tree on South Campus has become the subject of hot debate as multiple student groups have mobilized against its recently mandated demolition.

University Vampires have announced their fall blood drive, which is to take place on Friday, November 14, in the student center.

The model shark suspended above the first floor of Frist recently fell onto the grand piano directly below it, causing a great big crash.