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...apologized for running the piece, as we should have. It was, in some respects, the equivalent of running a discussion of Dr. King's sex life on his birthday. But it was not a pleasant experience to have a Black law school student suggest that I was a racist or that our institution was racist for having printed it. The intent was not to offend, but the effect was to have done so. In addition to the apology, we ran a piece critical of the profile and challenging the appropriateness of having...
...that the size of a human cell is to that of a person as that of a person is to the size of Rhode Island. Paulos also notes that 367 people have to be gathered to ensure that two of them share the same birthday. How many must be in a group to guarantee a fifty-fifty chance that two have a birthday in common? "The surprising answer," he says, "is that there need be only 23." Doubters can find the proof in a section called "Probability and Coincidence...
...first incident occured during the holiday celebrating Martin Luther King's birthday. In the laundry room of one of the freshman dormitories, someone wrote the letters "KKK" with black marker on both sides of the door. Underneath the letters, the words "Die Niggers" were written. On the walls, the words "Niggers Suck!!!" appeared. The statement had been underlined...
...every trip. "She's the type of person," says son Marvin, "who always wanted us to get to the airport an hour early. Dad likes to get to the airport five minutes before departure." She was so organized -- rarely missing one of the kids' games, throwing labor-intensive birthday parties, volunteering for scoutmaster -- that a friend says she could have run General Motors with time left over. "She always made me feel like a slob," said Marion Chambers, an acquaintance from the Bushes' days in Midland, Texas. Barbara writes thank-you notes the minute she gets home. While other people...
Wood burning in the late '80s is no more sensible or righteous than mountain climbing. There was an old gent in my town, died a couple of years back, who split and stacked huge piles of wood well past his 80th birthday. He had plenty of money and an unused oil furnace, but wood splitting felt right to him, made sense. For a time, during the trendy days of wood stoves, he was a hero. After wood stoves lost their vogue and he continued to split firewood, he was thought mildly eccentric. Then he died...