Spring Break
Usually, the Center for Constructive Alternatives could just as easily be the Center for Constructive Agreement. But this CCA, "Free Markets and Politics Today," bucked the monotony of like-minded speakers by bringing in William Galston, a senior fellow at The Brookings Institution. (0) comments
Everyone's a friggin' critic. I mean, I can be judgmental. I usually label everyone I meet, just to make future interactions simpler. A few months ago, I'd decided that everyone was like me, and that Hillsdale was a Hogwarts-like institution with an imaginary sorting hat, shoving people towards cheering groups labeled "jock" "smoker" or "too religious for their own good." At the time, I might have agreed with Claire's piece from last week's Collegian. (0) comments
Last Thursday the Opinion page of the Collegian featured Clare Harter's editorial on "Diversity Disdained." She reports that once she arrived on campus, she was surprised to find how important religion was to her peers. She "had been told that Hillsdale was a non-denominational college, and [she] expected [she] would be able to concentrate on academics without having religion stuffed down [her] throat as it had been back home." Sadly, her Christian peers gave her the cold shoulder because she was not a Christian. Christians are enjoined to share their faith, to speak the truth in love, but that should not mean stuffing religion down someone's throat, or giving the unbeliever a cold shoulder, to use Miss Harter's metaphors. Whenever this happens, it is lamentable. (1) comment
This was my first sickness away from home. I woke up one morning and surprise -there was a prickle in my throat. Not thinking much of it, I headed to class with the attitude that got me through high school: I can tough this one out. I was wrong. Heading back to the dorm, a bone-weariness set in. The next four days I spent in bed with hot sweats and all the other pleasantries that come with a nasty flu. (0) comments
Twice a week when my brother is out of town, I drive his less-than-perfect vehicle to work in Jonesville. The brakes usually work, but the windshield is cracked and, as I discovered one Thursday, the gas gauge lies. I coasted into the parking lot of Stadium Roller Skating on M-99, where the car died. I put it in park, removed the key, and panicked. (0) comments
