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Most of us do not care about being “in a position to be photographed partying,” although Lewis would do well to look more carefully at the issues of FM that have inspired him. We like being drunk because it’s fun. We like the temporary amnesia it brings when it comes to obligations. And we like that it cures the uniquely Harvardian handicaps we face when it comes to meeting new people and making small talk...
Instead, buy a flask, get drunk and watch Harvard win. Then on Monday, call up Blanchard’s and order a keg. And say hi to Gomes...
...Punch-drunk. Terry McAuliffe must have been punch-drunk. After seeing a Republican President gain congressional seats in a midterm election for the first time since 1902, the Democratic National Committee chairman offered a woozy bit of spin: "I could make the argument that George Bush should have done a lot better last night." McAuliffe was not the only one finessing the results. "This country is still in the upheaval of 9/11," said dethroned Senate majority leader Tom Daschle. "The war in Iraq, the North Korean situation--all of that probably precluded us from having the opportunity to break through...
...film draws us into the world of Bak Khan, a former temple boy from Laos who has come to Nong Khai province from Bangkok and is appalled at the commercial exercise the festival has become: full of crass city slickers getting drunk, brawling and gambling. As he struggles with his faith, he falls for A-Lit, a pretty schoolteacher whose scientist husband is determined to prove the fireballs are a natural phenomenon. Bak Khan wants to expose the charade, especially as the TV crew seems to be closing in on the secret. But his former abbot tries to convince...
...dad—who created “Family Ties”—which ended in him regrettably allowing me to call myself Neilesh P. Keaton. Then I went to Daedalus, received rare accolades from William Levine [’04], came back to my room, drunk-called my mom and passed out—but not before graffiti-ing my walls with a Sharpie...