We really don't know what to comment on the alleged rape at Towers Hall last week. The main point of concern is the lack of information concerning the incident
Elections are a month away in India and six months away in the United States, and in this election year in the two greatest democracies of the world, two issues have attracted my attention. The first one is "India Shining," a slogan to which I subscribe, and the other one is "U.S. Whining," with which I do not agree.
As usual, I got a good laugh out of reading James Mack's commentary ("Specter nothing but a liberal in conservative clothing," The Triangle, April 9, p. 13) last week. In this commentary, he said that Arlen Specter was a bad choice for Republicans and urged Pennsylvanians to vote for Pat Toomey. The reason I got a laugh out of this wasn't because Mack intended his commentary to be humorous; it's because Mack apparently believes that there is actually a chance in hell that Pennsylvanians will vote a right-wing ideologue to the United States Senate.
This is probably your senior, junior, pre-junior, or - worse - sophomore year at Drexel University. Do you know where your job is? It's election year, and, for just about anyone who can still remember macroeconomics, jobs are the "issue du jour" in political talk shows, business reviews, and general news, so I figured I should take a plunge in it as well.
As a writer, I love words, even some of my own. In fact, when I write for profit, my love can be possessive. So F. Scott Fitzgerald's advice for writing concisely feels harsh to me; you must "murder your darlings." My love of words also provokes my feelings over a related writing issue - plagiarism.
Eight-hundred-pound gorillas are running wild on every college campus in America. There is one in nearly every dorm room, pouting for attention. In fact, you could have your very own furry ape hunched upon your desk as you read this commentary, but we students have chosen to ignore the growing epidemic of peer-to-peer file sharing.
By random chance, I picked up a copy of The Triangle from 1995 the other day and leafed through it. In the Ed-Op section, I found a letter to the editor that basically berated the staff of The Triangle for not focusing on anything worth focusing on; the news section featured trivia from far away lands and the Ed-Op section had such interesting pieces as a 1,200-word diatribe about the then-new blue M&Ms - not that I should really be pointing the finger when it comes to pointless commentaries.
If you could, imagine you're sound asleep in your bed. You and your family work hard to make enough to get by and all of you play by all the rules. As you're drifting off in your warm, comfortable bed, you hear your front door kicked in. Apparently, the secret police have found out you, God forbid, possibly spoke out against your current president, and they are here to arrest you and your entire family. After being hooked up to a car battery and shocked for five hours straight, the interrogators mercifully decide to shoot you in the head with a 9 mm as your punishment for speaking your mind.
If you watch enough cable television, you'd think that the simple usage of catch phrases and sporting of baggy clothes puts you on good standing with the "in" crowd. Using phrases like "holla back" or "for shizzle" makes you a part of a community, and that community is the place to be. If you listen to proponents of Ebonics, then this is more than just bad English; it's a dialect that deserves respect as such. I was unaware that pop culture had its own language, but this looks to be it.
Now is the time for change. It is time to get back to the serious issues that no one reads about. The long break has given me time to iron out issues about the University that I thought really needed to be looked at. It's apparent that some issues are more important than others, but there is always room for the University to become a better place to live in.