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College convocation helps develop sense of vocation
By SUSAN ANDERSEN
Over J-term I had the opportunity to escape the bone-chilling cold of the Minnesota winter and journey to California. My mission was to explore the deep questions of finding meaning in my life's work. My companions were twenty-one members of the Macalester community; a group comprised of six faculty members, nine staff members and six students. The event was called, "'Life's Work': A Six-College Convocation on Work, Ethics and Vocation." Funded by the Lilly Project, the conference was hosted by Macalester College and took place January 17-19, 2003, in Burlingame, California. We shared this experience with faculty, staff and students from Davidson College, Mount Holyoke College, Wooster College, Colorado College and Occidental College.
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Minnesota Hate Laws and those of us who won't stand for them
By MIKEY McNAMARA
Last week in the Queer Space, I included a drawing and political message for your viewing pleasure, but left many people asking, "what is HF341 and why should I oppose it?" House File 341 is an appalling piece of legislature that was presented in the Minnesota State House of Representatives by Rep. Arlon Linder about a month ago. The primary means of the bill would be to remove the 'sexual orientation' term from the Minnesota Human Rights Act. At one point, I thought this state was a really great place for all queer folk to be protected from discrimination and hate crimes by Minnesota's progressive pursuit of human rights. Now, however, it seems the state may just be willing to scratch out a significant group of people from the books and show that human rights are some frivolous thing to be doled out and taken back again. I will not stand for this!
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Macalester Athletics should follow Carleton's example
By EMILY KOLLER
It is more than a coincidence that teams from Carleton have gone on to compete at the national level in both my fall and winter sports seasons this year.
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Wellness takes many forms: defining physical fitness
By SPECTRA MYERS
I attended high school in rural Oklahoma, where Friday night football games were attended religiously. I went to every home game and followed our women's basketball team to the state championship. While most of my friends in high school were athletes, I was never athletically inclined. I met my high school physical education requirement with a joke of a PE class. We walked four laps and played a half-hearted game of volleyball everyday. As a Prospective First Year, the fact that varsity athletics wasn't big here was just fine with me. I was tired of my community's reverence for athletic competition. But ever more, I was tired of wellness being defined narrowly and solely by varsity athletics.
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Nude, natural and loving it
By SOPHIE K
When I first read the letter from the Dean of Students Laurie Hamre last semester, regarding streaking at the Midnight Breakfast, I laughed. To be honest, I thought it was a joke, and so I tossed it in the recycling. However, later that afternoon when I spoke with a few of my friends, I realized that this was serious business.
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I can't compete with the likes of Brent Nichols
By JAMES HAMILTON
Brent Nichols is better than me. He dresses better than me, has carried a cell phone for three years more than me, is from a better suburb than me, and was even early to our meeting. He can probably even drink more beer than me. Observe:
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If you like my body and you think I'm sexy, then I am Rod
By KATHERINE TYLEVICH
Rod Stewart was never a man with a handsome face, but always a man with a handsome wardrobe. In part, his style and composure are the very qualities that drew me to buy a CD featuring a curious collection of Stewart's most mediocre work for $1.99 at Sam's Club. In the long run, I feel that my purchase will greatly enhance my social life and boost my somewhat lacking popularity on campus. After all, I assume that most members of my age group are drawn to the soothing noises of Stewart's average-sounding ballads, just as I am. For now, I can only wait and see. The CD has prompted me to rethink whether I am actually laughing at Stewart or with him. Still and all, I am genuinely fond of the song about waking up and saying something to Maggie. The lyrics really hit home for this little lady, and the song makes me think about Rod as a mortal being, not as the deified pop-culture super-human that the general public sees him as. Unfortunately the song is not on the compact disc that I purchased, seeing as it's an actual hit and not an obscure and unknown tune that may or may not actually be performed by Stewart himself. Sam's Club is a little shadier than one would dare believe. There is something sinister about gigantic jars of mustard. There is also something delicious about them. Namely, the mustard itself.
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Confessions of a Macalester Wallflower
By JAMES HAMILTON
You don't know who I am. You've probably never even heard of me.
But I go to Macalester. I pass you on the sidewalks and say hi to you at parties. I even sit behind you in your 10:50 MWF. Once, we met outside the library—but you probably don't remember me. You probably don't even see me. But I see you.
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