Even among students climate change is a touchy subject. During the business plenary of the 60th National Student Congress members introduced a resolution creating a Study Group on Climate Change to devise the position of the organization. Not too controversially perhaps? Wrong! “The resolution FAILS! 26 [for]-59 [against] 14 [abstains]” says the guest chairperson. Read More »
12 years before Hawaii and Alaska joined the US, or within that same year when Gandhi led India/Pakistan to freedom, the USSA was organizing and advocating for students. This year the United States Student Association, the nations oldest and largest student-ran organization with over 2 million student members, celebrates 60 years of student advocacy. Read More »
(A repost from Jessica L. Pierce, Organizing Director of the US Students Association)
For the first time in a decade, we have a real chance in Congress to make college more affordable and accessible. But special interests are threatening to halt this progress. We need your help right now. Please call your Senator today!
"Brian has written this book like a master tennis player” says Scott Keeter the Director of Survey Research at the Pew Research Center. In a poor attempt at humor, Keeter then “jokingly” attacks Caplan’s poor selection of website wallpapering. Knee-slapping hilarious, I die! (Oh my God it hurts so bad… where’s the food??.<------ My unedited text that I wrote during this painful discussion.)
Why sit shamefully in a long boring morning lecture for free food, while posing as an Aussie, when you can test drive a brand new car while eating delicious hot bagels and savoring the glorious taste of dark rich coffee! Ha! I love Free Food-a-Thon.
“Feed Me Seymour” <-------- The exact roar my stomach made this morning—no lie—as I contemplated how a struggling vegan was going to get thru the day on nothing but free food. (Rick Moranis is my hero!)
Then it hit me, I’ll “buy” a car! The Tischer Nissan family of Laurel, Maryland definitely provides for their “potential” customers, I must admit. While dressing the part, (I’m extra spiffy today) I passed as a young urban professional who had a few minutes to spare before tackling the world of torts and insurance policies.
“How can I help you sir?” Jim, the over-the-hill, balding white guy inquires. “I’m looking for a vehicle that screams ‘informed bad ass’” I replied. Then it happened! What I was anticipating all morning. “Sir would you care for some coffee or a bagel?” a young assistant interrupts as Jim goes on how the Altima is fully redesigned for 2007. “Sure” I unenthusiastically admitted. (Victory! Eat that Kate Monster!)
Jim: “You have time to go for a spin…”
I’m converted, the 270-horsepower 3.5-liter V6 Altima is impressive. Starting with the least expensive model, the four-cylinder model 2.5 (then it’s the 2.5S and 2.5SL) the pricier V6 zooms from zero to 60 mph in only 6.6 seconds (of which I’ve discovered first hand), a fine performance for a family sedan. Well, that’s how I spent the first hour of my morning.
Now onto my long boring afternoon lecture for free food. My lunch plans: the Myth of the Rational Voter book forum at the Cato Institute! Happy hunting fellow free-fooders!
Okay…So whose idea was to put the Fourth of July on a Wednesday? Urghh! I shake my fist at Pope Gregory XIII and his strange calendar system that ensures this pattern reoccurs every seven or so years. So, now I’m back among the Campus Progress Intern’s Cult (C-PIC), regretting how I forgot that yesterday was indeed a Wednesday and not a Saturday. Fourth cup of coffee slammed back: Check!
So, I struggle to stay focus on today’s assignments; my mind keeps wandering back to last night. The day/night that was spent with brilliant minds, over great food and an endless ravine of “spirits!” Viva La Plei in Your Lei on Independence Dei!! (Smashing job Leah T, Jess P, Irene S, Stefanie B, Jasmine H & Rebecca T) My first Wash.D.C July 4th experience can best be simplified as; DC = One-City-that-goes-over-the-top-with-its-Celebrating. I mean, DUHHH, it’s only the national capital right!?! But what I found most bizarre was the audible similarities of what could be compared to as a regular day in Baghdad.
BOOM… Boom… boom... (The entire “patio smokers’ caucus” jumps in an involuntary reaction to three hours of perpetual, acoustic bombardment.)
So I admit it, I’ve never been in an active war zone of any type. Even while growing up in urban Detroit, I don’t share the same experiences that many stereotypes would suggest—I ’m exposed! But America has! I admit further, that I’m no authority as to judge what defines the deciibel and acoustic requirements of a “war-zone-ish” scenario. Granted. But, the strength and intensity of civilian-acquired fireworks begins to make real my understanding of active, urban warfare. It’s now four years and four days since “Bring Em On,” which of course pissed off more militants then one hundred million “yo mama” insults, and as I read my daily Google Reader news feeds , I glance over headline like “Baghdad wedding car bomb kills many”; “Blast kills 60” “Mosque clash turns deadly” and then I check Facebook. WTF! Is this not real? Am I really that desensitized?
Yesterday, I experienced large expositions, which seemed to come-and-go from every direction. That was my experience. One night vs1569? No comparison! This WAR MUST STOP
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