IN HIS masterpiece, "On War," Karl von Clausewitz declared that "the first, the supreme, the most far-reaching act of judgment that the statesman and commander have to make is to establish ... the kind of war on which they are embarking; neither mistaking it for, nor trying to turn it into, something that is alien to its true nature.
Alot of variables must be considered in determining what is a good newspaper story. One of the more important aspects is the quality and variety of quotes gathered and then used in print.
What do the songs "Bridge Over Troubled Water," "What A Wonderful World," "Ticket to Ride" and "You Dropped A Bomb On Me" have in common?
IN THE wake of last week's horrific tragedy, much has been said about America's new "war" on terrorism.
EVERY NOW and then the pricklies return. And when they do, I know that I am helpless to stop them. The sensation feels like darkness.
THE ATTACKS on the United States last week signal a new challenge to this country, that of terrorism.
EVERYONE from President Bush to the editorial staff of this newspaper has addressed the issue. That doesn't seem to have mattered, because all over the country, Americans have ignored the calls for clear thinking, for understanding, for the ability to see beyond dark skin and unfamiliar names. Balbir Singh Sodhi, an Indian Sikh, was fatally shot in Phoenix, Arizona.
SOON AFTER the horrific events last Tuesday morning, President George W. Bush said that "this is more than an act of terrorism, it is an act of war." What did he mean?
PRESIDENT Bush is right: The United States must now go to war. A government's first obligation is to protect its citizens.
LIFE GOES on. It must go on, and that's not something Amer-icans should feel guilty about. Most Americans didn't know any of the people who were killed and injured.
JOHN 15:13 says, "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Many movies have a scene that is intended to touch members of the audience.
NEW YORK CITY, SEPT. 15 I DON'T know what I was expecting to see. I went to New York this weekend because I wanted to see history in the making, and because I wanted to experience the weight of the situation that I feel so detached from in Charlottesville.
SINCE last Tuesday, nothing has been the same. The terrorist attacks on the nation have not only caused great pain and damage, but they also have alerted the country to the sophistication and scope of terrorist threats.
THIS HAS been a week of shock for all of us. Like most, I was jolted by the news of the terrorist attack that claimed thousands of innocent lives.
AT AROUND noon yesterday I emerged from an office building a few blocks from Grand Central in midtown Manhattan.
THIS PAST week, I kept longing fervently for something, anything, to be normal again, if only for a moment.
WORDS have difficulty describing the severity of emotions the American public has experienced over these tragic days.
NEW YORK CITY IT STILL doesn't seem real. Even after being just mere blocks away from the ruins of the Twin Towers, and staring into the twisted ruins of what was once the pinnacle of the New York skyline, it doesn't seem real.
A WEEK ago today, the United States was a different place. In the aftermath of the tragedies that occurred Sept.
I AM NOT sure where to start. As usual, I have read the previous week's issues of The Cavalier Daily and read my e-mail with an eye toward composing this column, but this week was unlike anything I have ever experienced.
