Dumb. No.
Posted: November 27, 2007 Filed under: War and Peace 1 CommentThe BYU Daily Universe, I think, is widely regarded as containing some of the most ridiculous viewpoints one can find at colleges in the U.S. Today there was a piece by guest writer Whitney Young, a freshman from Kansas. Whitney complains that men and women should not have to pay equal amounts for their dining plan at the Cannon Center — because everyone knows that men eat like pigs, and women need fewer calories.
Without arguing the scientific evidence Whitney uses to back up her claim, I’d like to point out to her that her proposal to add $100 to each male dining plan while subtracting $100 from each female dining plan is nothing short of ludicrous. I think she fails to understand that her money pays for the freedom to eat as much food as she wants at the Cannon Center — or as little. If all she wants for breakfast is “a piece of wheat toast and a bowl of fruit,” maybe she’d be better off buying a toaster and loaf of bread from the Twilight Zone. It seems more like she is failing to take full advantage of what she’s paying for, rather than that her fellow freshmen are eating her money at every meal.
What do you think? Is her suggestion feasible? Practical? Reasonable?
Irrational fear
Posted: November 25, 2007 Filed under: Of Mice and Men Leave a commentDon’t ask me to explain why, but I am afraid that while I’m asleep, a huge man will break into our house with a big knife, hold the knife right above my sternum, and whack it down with all his might, thereby splitting the bone and somehow puncturing my ribs. Of course I will die.
Because of this, I’m very paranoid about my sternum in general. Even going to the doctor and having them put their stethoscope on my chest is unnerving. What if by some horrible accident he picks up a sharp instrument instead of the stethoscope and ends up splitting my sternum?? It makes me so worried!!
Goodbye is all we have
Posted: November 25, 2007 Filed under: Howl's Moving Castle Leave a commentA favorite by Alison Krauss + Union Station.