Coming from someone who has been on stage many times, I know how disappointing it is to see empty seats when the curtain opens, especially when so many long hours of practice have gone into preparing for the impending performance.
I had never heard of Joseph Kony until this past Wednesday morning. Unfortunately, I, like most people, found myself to be generally ignorant of the details of the violence in Uganda.
Before Texas Gov. Rick Perry hit the campaign trail, boots hitched to saddle; before he rode toward sunset, errors beaten like a dead horse, his reputation for political boldness had been bolstered by his demand for some college degrees in Texas to cost less than $10,000.
I am writing in response to Emily Churchill's Feb. 29 column, "Fairy-tale Charlottesville." As much as I appreciate the flowery fair-words from a "first-year," I have just a few objections to her fervent fairy-tale fantasy.
Mr. Strine, I would like to respond to the email you sent to the University community on the evening of Feb.
A good measure of a newspaper is how it covers a continuing story, particularly one which draws attention from lots of out-of-town media.
Full disclosure: I am a white, female, middle-class undergraduate student in the College. I was, and always will be, a supporter of the Living Wage Campaign's mission.
"You make the thing because you love the thing and you love the thing because someone else loved it enough to make you love it. And with that your heart like a tent peg pounded toward the earth's core. And with that your heart on a beam burns through the ionosphere. And with that you go to work." My English teacher read "An Horatian Notion" by Thomas Lux aloud to my class on the first day of my senior year of high school.
In Andrew Rossi's 2011 documentary, "Page One: Inside the New York Times," Times media reporter David Carr tells an audience of journalists at a publishing conference in Minneapolis: "You have lived through the worst cyclical secular recession that the publishing business has ever seen in modern times.
I never wanted to join the Managing Board. I never understood why anyone would give up so much of her life to get what seemed like so little in return.
This is the first time I have written for The Cavalier Daily during my three-and-a-half years serving the paper.
When I signed up to become a news writer during The Cavalier Daily open house my first week at the University, I never imagined that I would one day join the Managing Board to become the executive editor, nor did I expect the substantial contribution it would make toward shaping me into the individual I am today.
It feels good to be back in the driver's seat. My time as a journalist began three years ago as an opinion columnist for this very paper; a year later, I moved on to become the executive editor and a member of the Managing Board, the governing body which oversees daily operations of The Cavalier Daily.
Well, we'll be damned - turns out President Obama "wants to remake you in his image," or so Rick Santorum preached from his bully pulpit last weekend in Michigan.
Sam Novack's Tuesday column on the burning of Qurans in Afghanistan (Feb. 28, "Apology unaccepted") highlights the problem with how so many of us view the U.S.
I am really not opposed to
As a member of the Living Wage Campaign here at the University, I have had many conversations in the past several weeks with students expressing a wide range of questions, concerns and reactions to the campaign and to its ongoing hunger strike - now in its twelfth day.
Can anyone remember a time before Amazon? The company was founded in mid-90s Seattle which then delivered grunge, but is still here, having tracked us students from hometown holidays to our shipping out to college.
