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...improbable. It was a singularly liberating feeling. In interviews with sociologists, many Americans describe the feeling of moving around, rather than the right to vote or civic engagement, as their strongest association of ‘freedom.’ Peering around the bend of a switchbacked road, it wasn??t difficult...

Author: By Garrett G.D. Nelson | Title: Et in Arcadia Ego | 9/11/2008 | See Source »

...Obviously the result [against Duke] wasn??t what we wanted to do but I don’t think anyone was really that upset,” Sager said. “It was great that we were able to come back with such a response in our second game – Coach Clark and Coach Junot really emphasized that...

Author: By Lucy D. Chen, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Harvard Unfazed by Loss to Former Coach | 9/10/2008 | See Source »

...alert the freshman class, which was spread out at proctor meetings, in dark dorms, parents’ hotel rooms, and elsewhere in Harvard Square. The message to evacuate Yard buildings traveled quickly, and word spread that freshmen should gather for a meeting in the Science Center. But it wasn??t until 12:20 a.m. that Dean of the College Evelynn M. Hammonds told freshmen that cots were set up the Malkin Athletic Center for those who needed it and that the Science Center could act as a makeshift shelter...

Author: By Vidya B. Viswanathan, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Weekend Outage Strands Students | 9/9/2008 | See Source »

...China or Korea? China or Korea?” she starts saying while pulling out pamphlets in different languages. All the while, one of the young boys is pointing to the picture of George W. and saying “George Washington.” Perhaps it wasn??t completely effective protesting. That’s when I turned to look at her fellow protesters...

Author: By Rachel A. Stark | Title: A Walk Past the White House | 8/8/2008 | See Source »

...also growing a beard! But then the empty pint glasses started to add up. Something in me turned, and nothing seemed right. This friend—a smart, funny, creative young guy—was still in Portland, living with his parents. As far as I could tell, he wasn??t doing much of anything with himself. Plus, I had a ridiculous beard that I shared with all the other sad alternative sacks frequenting a bar on a Saturday afternoon. For that matter, I, too, was drinking—a lot—on a Saturday afternoon. Didn...

Author: By Jake G. Cohen | Title: Of Beards and Beers | 7/16/2008 | See Source »

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