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...response to the accusations of sexual humiliation, Bitz told Oregon's Bend Bulletin newspaper in a recent interview that school officials have never instructed students to act in a way that would "sexualize them," and that the students' costumes came from their own dorm rooms and were chosen by the students. "We would never ask a student to give a lap dance," Bitz told the paper...
...speak openly at Notre Dame, who's going to want to come here?' MAX YOUNG, a student at the South Bend, Ind., university, where plans to have President Barack Obama deliver May's commencement address have stirred outrage among antiabortion Catholics...
...superiors will tell them to push the envelope. "You'll be told to call Johnny or Susan and tell them to lie and say they've never had asthma like they told you, that they don't have a juvenile criminal history," Kagawa says. "That recruiter is going to bend the rules and get the lies told and process the fraudulent paperwork." And if the recruiter refuses? The commander, says Kagawa, is "going to tell you point-blank that 'we have a loyalty issue here, and if I give you a "no" for loyalty on your annual report, your career...
...country’s most prominent Catholic university to invite the president, especially in the wake of those recent pronouncements, proves how little esteemed the American bishops and Church teaching are in the ivied confines of South Bend. The incoming Archbishop of New York has criticized the invitation, the local prelate conspicuously has refused to attend the ceremony, and most Catholic intellectuals—at least those not in open doctrinal rebellion—have written unfavorably of the fiasco. Unsurprisingly, conservatives still miffed about November’s results, which include perhaps a majority of the practicing and churchgoing...
...Within minutes, we hear the roar of rapids around a bend, and the jade-green Kameng turns into a washing machine tossing us around like dirty socks. Giant boulders rush toward us; the raft bucks and rears in the waves, spinning dangerously on the edge of a giant hole that appears in the water. "Left Forward! Hard!" shouts Eamon Maddocks, our guide, as a wave crashes over the bow, submerging us in a sparkling effervescence, an icy electricity. From far away, I discern Eamon's voice, yelling "Paddle! Paddle!" And I do, furiously...