By Joe Sheeran
Hey Oberlin,
So there’s something you might not know about me. Something I want to talk about.
I’m a Christian. Continue reading
By Joe Sheeran
Hey Oberlin,
So there’s something you might not know about me. Something I want to talk about.
I’m a Christian. Continue reading
By a Dedicated Reader
Recently, everyone has been talking about and preparing for the infamous Safer Sex Night (SSN). SSN is a dance the Sexual Information Center (SIC) organizes to promote safer sexual practices, such as the use of condoms and lubrication, and to encourage sex positivity among Oberlin students. Sex positivity is defined as an accepting and positive attitude toward one’s own sexual practices and the sexual activities of others. Those who attended are asked to wear what makes them feel sexiest. As a first-year, my understanding and expectations for the night were fulfilled: lots of strobe lights, sweaty naked Obies, and a slightly gross smooch-fest. I was pumped, and wore nothing but a bra and floral underwear. However, my opinion of SSN has since changed.
By Marcus Johnson
Saying Oberlin is predominately liberal would be a gross understatement. For the most part, our student body sides with the Democratic Party and progressive ideals. We dismiss Republicans out of hand and oftentimes don’t even stop to hear their side of the argument. This begs the question – how much does Oberlin really know about the Republican Party? Continue reading
By Nick Perry
Last Wednesday night, I shocked my friends, coworkers, myself and other acquainted brethren by attending a Fleet Foxes concert. I don’t like Fleet Foxes – they’re boring and I can never understand what their prepubescent moaning is about. It just sounds like they’re all trying to play the same violin with their teeth while the conspicuously well-dressed one sensually strums a guitar with his eyes closed and his “oh face” on. I don’t care for it. Continue reading
By Marcus Johnson
Politics. It’s almost a dirty word today. Poll after poll shows us how approval ratings in Washington keep plummeting; the media continues to tell us how Americans are displeased with the political system. Even the politicians themselves complain about “Washington Politics.” But do increasingly negative feelings about Congress and the President really mean the system is broken? Or are people simply displeased with their politicians? Continue reading
By Nick Perry
Every fall brings something new to Oberlin. New attitudes, ambitions, resolutions, confidence levels, and wardrobes; new and infuriatingly inconvenient construction and renovations; a new slew of wide-eyed first-years; new friends who are actually old friends who have been irremediably effected by studying abroad; new problems with ResEd that are actually just the same problems that you would think they could have solved by now; well-kept girls strutting into Stevie in new OC Cheer uniforms; new classes and professors; new… wait, what? Cheerleading uniforms? As in, like, sports cheerleading? Continue reading
By Ian Gutgold
On November 16, 1934, the Board of Trustees of Oberlin College voted to increase yearly tuition for the 1935-1936 academic year from $225 to $250. The move was not without controversy, and the trustees made a point to emphasize that a “corresponding increase would be made in scholarship aid.” Seventy-six years later, tuition for 2011-2012 is $42,842, not including room and board. This represents an 1,182 percent increase since 1935. Continue reading
By Agent G
Wednesday was the second day of my infiltration. Due to unavoidable circumstances, I couldn’t spend any time during they day trying to nudge my way into any first-year friend groups. Putting that behind me, I realized that Wednesday night meant Splitchers; as I remembered last year’s orientation Splitchers, I twisted in delight like Scooby-Doo. Last year was a ridiculous, unabashed, attention seeking, social trauma free-for-all. This year’s event was no different. Continue reading
By Agent G
It’s difficult for me – as I am sure it is difficult for anyone who has done what I have done – to explain their reasoning. Some say they do it for country. Others say that they do it for thrill. I do it only to give you a window into the truth; to give you a new perspective on something that you have locked in the back of your mind. This truth is a time capsule only to be opened only at wakes and weddings. I am a spy. I am a spy and I have infiltrated the freshmen class. Continue reading
Started by a fourth-year who still remembers crumbled feta cheese at the salad bar and Crab Leg Tuesdays, this is a column devoted to the days that the Exposition is “hot dog bar,” even though hot dogs are already available at the Wildfire Grill. Days that you’ve come to Stevenson too late, and the local tomato soup has already run out. Days that co-opers have stolen the bread and most of the salad bar’s produce. Days that Denise isn’t working. In the truest benevolent Oberlin spirit, share your creations with fellow Obies, and let us together make the most of a world in which the Sunday morning omelets line is always too long!
Creation Name: Spicy Stevie Chicken Sandwich
Time-Intensity: Moderate (Very time-intensive if you want a toasted bun. Recommended.)
Post-Meal Discomfort: Minimal to Moderate