Lockout will hurt game, lose fans
Dear NHL Commissioner Gary Bettman, T-minus 225 days. Like Don Cherry would say, "How's it going, eh?" Gary - can I call you that?
Dear NHL Commissioner Gary Bettman, T-minus 225 days. Like Don Cherry would say, "How's it going, eh?" Gary - can I call you that?
A few months ago, in a letter to a Democratic presidential candidate, Congressman Howard Berman, D-Calif., articulated the current U.S.
How does one say they didn't like "The Vagina Monologues" without sounding like an abusive woman-hater? Really (expletive ending with "ing") carefully.
Nineteen minutes. That's how long it took me on Jan. 14 to get from Student Services to the Old Horticulture Building.
This is a narrative of the spiritual affliction in our society. I believe it might be beneficial to your understanding of not only yourself, but of the society in which you live and work. I am a materialist.
Kashmir's "Paradise on Earth" has become the bone of contention between India and Pakistan, perhaps because it symbolizes the founding ideologies of both nations: A Muslim homeland for Pakistan and a secular democracy for India. Over the course of 50 years and three full-fledged wars, both countries have played tug-o- war over it, and all they have managed to do is take away life from the most beautiful valley on earth. Perhaps the time has come to make a fresh start and give a lease on life to the people of the valley.
Religion and the concept of faith are recurring themes in my columns; as a result, I am frequently inundated with e-mails loaded with one misconception after another.
It's crunch time for next season's football recruitment, and the Spartans already have an impressive array of commitments.
Last Friday, this newspaper reported on the death of Ernst Lucas, better known to Spartans everywhere as "Ernie the Can Man." If you didn't know Ernie by name, you knew him by face.
Ah, the early '90s. That magical half-a-decade where most people of the 20-something persuasion grew up, laughed, loved and learned a lot.
With the 31st anniversary of Roe v. Wade today, you might be wondering why this Supreme Court decision should matter to college students: One in five women who have abortions are college students. Could you finish school if you became pregnant?
If you listen to anti-gun crusaders such as Rosie O'Donnell, you no doubt believe "Bowling for Columbine" was the single greatest accomplishment that mankind has ever produced.
The Michigan Democratic caucus is about two weeks away, and it seems regrettable that the Democratic candidates for president haven't gotten much local exposure. Which is why, in the sense of extending the franchise to a broader scope of potential voters, I ask the caucus voters to politely consider changing the criteria of their decision to a more palpable - and certainly more entertaining - method. Thunderdome. For those of you in the dark, let me turn you on to the magic of Thunderdome.
What a holiday break! I made sure to say, "holiday break," so as not to stir up those angry individuals who decry the term, "Christmas break." Just a passing comment - without Christmas, I am sure that we would still be in school slaving away.
Recently, I was recalling the stupidest news events of 2003. Obviously, Bush was a recurring figure, but the story I fixated on was the comical cloning saga trumpeted by the Raelians.
President Bush is not stupid. Judging by the "Bushisms" desk calendars on mall shelves this Christmas, he is indisputedly inarticulate, but he definitely is not stupid.
I really wanted to dislike the best documentary made in the past few years. After reading last year's reviews hailing Michael Moore's "Bowling for Columbine" as a brilliant and transcendent look at how America has become a culture of fear, gun nuts and conservatism, it made my mental list of DVDs to rent, and then of DVDs to own. Then, after Moore's scathingly anti-Bush acceptance speech at the 2003 Academy Awards for "Bowling for Columbine," I wanted to watch his documentary even more so I could dispel it as self-serving, politically motivated propaganda to make Moore's stubbly, bespectacled face the beacon of all things liberal and good. Over the long winter break, I finally got around to seeing it.
I absolutely hate it when people ask me what I did over vacation because, honestly, I never remember.
Last semester I paid $3,414 to MSU - and all I got was this lousy $40 parking ticket. Reason being? Our own wonderful Department of Police and Public Safety Parking Services, of course.
Though few gray threads weave through his hair, my father, a model product of the 1950s' school of thought, sat me down on the eve of my departure to this university four years ago. "Kevin, you're going to experience and witness new things in college," he said from beneath his serious brow.