Guest Column: Socially responsible engineering is key
Nov. 26, 2012Editor’s Note: This is the second part in a two-part commentary about “fracking” in Southeast Ohio. Part one appeared in yesterday’s edition.
Editor’s Note: This is the second part in a two-part commentary about “fracking” in Southeast Ohio. Part one appeared in yesterday’s edition.
I’ve always held the theory that forms of entertainment such as sports and movies are big attractions during the holiday season because people are sick of having their families around and will do anything to shut them up for a couple of hours, hence the popularity of televised sporting events and Hollywood blockbusters around December.
Exciting news: CHRISTMAS IS HERE!
Thanksgiving Eve, or better known as the “Turkeyunion,” is the one day a year where people actually go out of their way to see everyone from high school.
Editor’s Note: This is the first part in a two-part commentary about “fracking” in Southeast Ohio. Part two will appear in tomorrow’s edition.
I suppose it’s convenient that as soon as the football team’s unfortunate descent became unbearable to watch, basketball season rolled around to distract us.
One school in England has had enough of the scruff.
Video games will save humanity sometime in the future. I assure you with more confidence and levelheadedness than Donald Trump proclaiming October surprises.
I’ve been a Pittsburgh Pirates fan all of my life. I’ve endured many of the worst player personnel moves ever made.
A sincere apology to the military officials whose careers I ruined (again):
Albert Einstein said, “If at first an idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it.”
This Thanksgiving, along with family, friends and happiness, there is also one more thing I am going to be thankful for: the insane amount of food I am going to consume.
During the 55th International Leipzig Festival for Documentary and Animated Film, I watched The Last Station, a documentary by Catalina Vergara and Cristian Soto about the residents of a Chilean nursing home.
I have never once understood the allure of cigarettes. I’ve had them on several occasions, but not once have I ever considered making it a regular habit. All the cancer and birth defects talk aside, I just never liked the taste, and why would I spend seven dollars for a pack? You can spout all those health class facts, but the main dealbreaker preventing me from doing things like cigarettes or crystal meth is just the fact that it is too expensive to maintain the habit.
Young people like to express their opinions on politics, whether in a coffee shop, among friends or especially on social media sites such as Twitter and Facebook. But if people did not express their views via ballot this election and they are eligible voters, they have no right to express them now.
In Athens, it’s easy to get caught up in our bubble. We go throughout our days trying to keep up with classes; we tend to forget those who are fighting every day so that we have these opportunities — something to work and study for. We have one day set aside to remember and reflect those who have fallen in our nation’s extensive war history. So when a chance came to spend the day in our nation’s capital, it was impossible for each of us seven OU sophomores to say “no.”
After bundling up for the chilly rink, investing in a $1 cup of hot chocolate and momentarily confusing Bird Arena with Bob Wren Stadium (a wren is a type of bird — it is a reasonable mistake), I settled in for my first hockey game, and it didn’t take me long to decide that I really liked hockey.
Some guys bite their tongue in order to keep the girl, while others just cut it off.
The quarterback took the snap from the center and faded back for a pass, needing a touchdown to win the game. He saw his receivers were covered by defenders and dodged a few blitzing defenders to buy time.
I was recently fortunate enough to attend a showing of Cloud Atlas, the Wachowski siblings’ latest tour de force/Tom Hanks’ latest shameless Oscar grab. Now, I pride myself on being a harsh movie critic, which is why I’m not going to pull any punches here: Cloud Atlas was awesome, and I loved every minute of it. BAM! Tellin’ it like it is, folks; go cry about it if you think I’m being too mean.