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...chairs partying away their senior springs. While that period marked a lull in my involvement, I still had non-recycling roommates to berate and sarcastic quips to mutter at EAC board meetings. Oh, and I had to lead a one-man campaign to rid Kirkland Dining Hall of plastic cups. Instead of shouting “Those are made of dinosaurs’ bones!” I politely asked that the cups be relocated. Sometimes, yelling is the only way to be heard; here, civility paid off, and use declined significantly. Working with the system can be an efficient...
Charity Hospital is at the center of the financial dispute. Last week Dr. Samuel Parry, a plastic surgeon who had taught as a full professor at Tulane for 12 years, brought a class action charging that the university has systematically withheld fees earned by Tulane faculty members at Charity Hospital. Marrogi's suspicions about Gerber began over Charity billings--and compensation. "I started looking at what he was giving us, and I knew it was impossible," says Marrogi. One department memo claimed Marrogi had billed $9,000 to Charity over a year. But Marrogi had filed 1,100 lab reports...
...always the off chance that I won’t cure AIDS or write “A Remembrance of Things Past,” so I still do my part to be a responsible member of society. I pay my taxes; I vote Democratic; I recycle both plastic and paper. I even go out of my way to step over homeless people lying on the ground in Harvard Yard, not because I don’t want to touch them but because it would be wrong to trample on their heads. (But I don’t give them...
...made from the same embroidered fabric. He welcomed me into his modest rented home on the eastern edge of Accra, Ghana's capital, pumping my hand with the energy and strength of a man 20 years younger. The living room was painted electric blue, and a gold vase of plastic flowers sat on the coffee table. There was a small television in the corner and a telephone that mewed like a cat when someone rang. More than once on my visits in April and again last August, Kwame repeated an adage that an old schoolteacher of his had used: There...
Earlier this year, my blockmates and I each received a plastic baggie of condoms, dental dams, and other socially progressive articles. Included in these baggies were “BGLT Safe Space” stickers, intended for students to affix to their doors in demarcation of an area into which, in apparent contrast with most Harvard spaces, a queer student could enter without risk of being attacked. One of my blockmates (all of them are heterosexual) quickly found an appropriate spot for the sticker: on the door of our oven...