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...insight into the conflict. The columns and editorials I have read this week provide small bits of wisdom and less encouragement. Perhaps I feel like many of us do when confronted with this bloody, intractable mess when I simply want to throw my hands up in the air and exclaim, “The world...

Author: By Meredith B. Osborn, | Title: Bush Muddles the Mideast | 4/5/2002 | See Source »

...Romance languages had. Although the history department did lose on presentation—the Pepperidge Farm cookies were served in their paper ruffles and the pretzels in their plastic bag—the luxurious spread of foods did cause history concentrator Melissa M. Borja ’04 to exclaim, “I love these history events!” while munching on a pretzel. And though department chair and Coolidge Professor of History David G. Blackbourn joked, “This is not an attempt to recruit you,” there were plenty of first-years, cookie...

Author: By Rina Fujii, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: You Are What You Eat | 4/5/2002 | See Source »

...modest. “It’s one of the friendliest places in the Square. Everyone cops an attitude up in the Square,” he opines. When asked if the eatery is friendlier than a certain friendly burger and ice cream chain, even Petros must exclaim, “Hell, yeah...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Friendly Eating Place: Where Everyone Will Learn Your Name | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...show curated by Martin Maloney, a visiting lecturer in Visual and Environmental Studies. Now, don’t get excited—the title is rather misleading. In fact, as I walked into the show’s first installment, in Adams House, I heard another viewer exclaim, “There’s no bondage in this at all!” Alas, it’s true. The show seems to have very little, if anything, to do with bondage as most of us know it—I mean, as most of us have heard about...

Author: By Benjamin Cowan, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Bondage Art Holds Viewers Captive | 2/1/2002 | See Source »

Amos was waiting inside, looking worn out, but smiling valiantly. She recognized me after a cloudy moment, her face clearing to exclaim, “Well! It’s been awhile! And how have you been?” After I introduced Alicia, we briefly discussed the show and then gave her the books she’d asked for. In addition to the latest album by Marianne Nowottny, a young independent artist inspired by Amos, we’d brought Inga Muscio’s Cunt (my choice), Cristina Garcia’s Dreaming in Cuban (Alicia?...

Author: By Irin Carmon, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: The True Confessions of a Toriphile | 10/26/2001 | See Source »

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