I am not here to tell you a story of a desperate single girl or to have a pity party. I am not here to point fingers or to play the blame game. I can only tell you what I have observed from my time at Colorado College—I am here to tell you the truth. The truth about interracial dating and hookups on our campus from a perspective not often afforded a voice, that of a single Black female. I have talked to a number of students and have been through my own personal experiences, and it’s time for me to share these stories with you.
It’s the time of year when we bid peaches adieu, start noticing squash as decorations and zip our jackets up to our chins as we briskly shuffle to lunch after class. And what better to do on a chilly night of oranges and maroons than to curl up with a snack and the Food Issue? To get the full effect of the following pages, we recommend you find guidance in this homemade recipe...
Radio receiver science can be explained as follows:
The air carries sounds. With no interference on our part, sound oscillates, a set of waves moving up and down and around corners and occasionally through walls, intersecting and destroying and amplifying other waves as it goes.
That a subtle numerological code in C.S. Lewis’s “The Magician’s Nephew” gave precise instructions on how to enter Narnia.
That Queen Latifah had relinquished her throne to follow her passion for acting.
That I would find an intact velociraptor skeleton if I dug enough holes in the background.
That Anon was an incredibly prolific author who, like Madonna, Michelangelo and Bono, had decided to go by only one name.
I have always been a collector. Of seashells and glass, of pinecones and books. As a kid, I had a ravenous appetite for things that could be held, gathered and stowed away.
Most of my scientific education comes from Bill Nye.
For every show that ends up on television, dozens get dropped somewhere along the way. Sometimes a network will order a few episodes, but then decide that a show doesn’t tonally match the rest of their season lineup. Sometimes a show has the perfect cast, but can’t live down a sub-par pilot episode. Sometimes a stellar pitch never even gets out of the boardroom. So in honor of the “Almost” issue, look back at some of the best, worst and weirdest TV shows that almost got made. Consider yourself warned.
By creating a town that obsesses over the death of a beautiful young girl, [Twin Peaks] writers Lynch and Frost perpetuate sexist notions of women in a society that preys on them. (Even the title “Twin Peaks” is an insensitive reference to female anatomy and has been used to name a knockoff Hooters restaurant.)
There’s a poem by Philip Larkin I’d like to share with you (he wrote it back when people still read poems, so you might have heard of it). It sounds the battle cry for those of us who suffer from “daddy issues:”
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you…