By Eve O’Connor
De Vries with fellow runners, high school 5K run
First-year Caroline De Vries embarked on a “spiritual journey through running” covering 100 miles this November. She was inspired after reading about runner Buzunesh Deba in a New York Times article about the New York City Marathon, where Deba took second place on November 6, missing first by mere seconds. What began as an athletic pursuit soon became a transformative intellectual experience. Continue reading
Photo by Carolyn Weinstein
Here at Oberlin we pride ourselves on being greener than the average human being. The College provides its residents with easily accessible ways to be environmentally friendly, which encourages us to act as such. The residents of Oberlin hold ourselves to higher standards of environmental care and awareness. Sadly, however, this environmental consciousnesses seems to slip from many of our residents’ minds when alcohol enters the picture. Of the many environmentally unfriendly behaviors exemplary to drunks, the one most deserving of condemnation is that of busting glass bottles. Continue reading
By Gabe Kanengiser
Over the past hundred years, popular music has made its shape in various genres. In the 1920s, popular music was marked by jazz and blues styles, while nearly forty years later it was defined by artists such as Elvis Presley, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, and Marvin Gaye. However, during the eighties and nineties, despite Michael Jackson’s reign, the emergence of far too many boy bands, various meaningless and crass hip-hop artists, and the unfortunate number of “plastic-platinum” pop-singers, it seems that the quality of popular music declined. Continue reading
By James Kuntz
Suicide.
It’s a loaded word, one that has taken a firm grip on campus this semester–and with good reason. Since the spring, two Oberlin students have committed suicide, in addition to the recent attempt at Burton dormitory preceding the Thanksgiving weekend. Continue reading
By Harlee Ludwig
Written by Daniel Kessler ’12 and directed by Michael Cunningham ’14, Hypnosis for Salesmen completed a five show run at the Little Theater. Though the acting was above par, the story line was hard to follow, which gave the impression that the plot was not really thought through. Continue reading
By Quinn Hull
Fully-functional prostates. Ten men. One Mr. Oberlin. And lots of fun. These are the secret ingredients, here revealed in a special one-time-only exclusive to Fearless and Loathing from the Yeoman Cross Country team, of the first annual ‘Sexy XC Pageant’ for Prostate Cancer, to be held at 10:15 PM on Monday, November 28 at the ‘Sco. Continue reading
By Sybil Levine
November 19—I wandered past Barrows and looked through one of the windows. A topless guy was smearing neon paint over himself. Smirking, I walked into my dorm room preparing to do the same. After an Agave burrito, a shower, whisky ‘n Dr. P, some outfit coordinating, and neon paint of my own, I was armed and ready for The Voyage. Continue reading
By Owen Henry
Wilder seems an odd place to see OCircus, but it is the only place you can catch the latest iteration of the (in)famous fall show, The Glory Days of Velvetina. Although exiled from its customary venue at the Cat in the Cream due to scheduling issues, OCircus brought all of its talent, wit, and raunch along with it in the move. Continue reading
By Angela Suico
With a few minor differences, each floor of Rice Hall appears to be almost identical. Uniformly spaced benches sit outside the faculty offices and bulletin boards featuring educational opportunities and lecture advertisements line the walls. But the third floor, which houses the Religion, History, and Jewish Studies departments, exhibits one crucial difference. Several of the office doors and one large bulletin board hanging across from the entrance to the department offices display an additional type of document: the syllabi for the current semester’s courses. Continue reading
By James Kuntz
One by one, hooded figures emerged out of the darkness of Wilder Bowl, descended the concrete staircase that was still slick from the morning rain, and ambled towards eight raised concrete blocks beneath the ramp of Mudd Library. They each climbed a separate block, removed their backpacks and coats, faced one another, and waited. If you didn’t know it, you would not suspect they were members of the same group, or even attending a pre-organized event. Until someone started rhyming. Continue reading