Lucy van Pelt incarnate at Brown University.
Lucy van Pelt incarnate at Brown University.
once when i was at a club a guy either said “you are very intoxicating” or “you are very intoxicated”
i still wonder which one he said.
The whole idea of attraction has been bothering me lately.
Not that I was ever a big follower of the “opposites attract” slogan, but this year I’ve fallen off that bandwagon completely. The obsession with opposites attracting is understandable. It gives us hope that “love” can transcend societal constraints and judgments, that feelings will transpire no matter the context. But are such expectations realistic? Oftentimes (if not all the time), we look for people we’re similar to, whether it be in class, religious identity, level of education, etc.
Superficialities aside, we look for people with the same world view, vision, and priorities.
Recently I’ve started to feel like people appreciate me for the “wrong” reasons. As wonderful as it is to have people acknowledge a skill or attribute I feel less confident in, I’m disappointed that they don’t recognize me instead for qualities I am immensely proud of.
I’m trying my best not to be ungrateful for the loving people around me, but sometimes it’s hard to find someone who is on the same wavelength.
"At the end of the day all we want to do is date ourselves." And I mean that in a serious way almost—sometimes I feel like there has to be an incredible likeliness for true understanding.
New Harvest Coffee and Spirits—Grand Opening (11/20)
Children, adults, and people every age in between showed up tonight to celebrate the opening of the newest (and I daresay, best?) coffee shop in Providence. As one of few shops that serves both coffee and cocktails, NHCS stands out from other local cafes in the quality of its drinks and its unique offerings of coffee cocktails such as “Korate Kid” and “Controversy.”
Its team of dedicated baristas/bartenders not only served drinks tonight, but also offered free hors d’oeuvres. Finger foods ranging from cheese to mousse cake were placed in an adjacent stall for customers to pair with their drinks. I personally thought that the mousse cake was perfect with a cortado.
Cheers to the grand opening.
Check out my little coffee blog for hip shops around Providence and the Bay Area, home brew tips, and all sorts of caffeinated thingamajigs. c:
To be honest, I wasn’t sure what to expect out of BUSUN when I dragged into this back in March though for the most part, I thought it would be like “playing house” with high school kids. While I have a fair share of negative/constructive criticism, BUSUN has been an eye-opening experience. As my first headway into anything MUN-related, I came out of it understanding parliamentary procedure and knowing how to assert my presence in a room full of shouting people. (Too bad it took also big chunk out of my weekend.)
I got into JWW 301 on Friday afternoon and stayed in it for much longer than I wanted to for the next three days. I chaired the CPC (Communist Party of China) Joint Crisis Committee during the WWII Pacific Theater and spent my weekend listening to debate on diplomacy and military strategy, asking for “points and motions at this time,” and banging the gavel whenever I could. While the delegates brought up good points, they failed to meet my expectations of preparedness. Most of them seemed to have little to no understanding of the actual historical timeline and were BS-ing their way through debate.
- "Perhaps we should consider allying with Japan."
- "Peking." (Pronounced "pecking")
- "I would like to move 5,000 troops to Beijing to attack the 200,000 Japanese forces there."
Because I was playing as the Chairman for the duration of the committee, I dressed up as Mao on Saturday. Over the course of the day, I got both compliments and snide remarks regarding my clothing choice, ranging from a disapproving “Communist…” to a respectful “Good evening, comrade.”
Too much caffeine (to the point where I may be slightly addicted…), a sore throat, and fifteen hours of committee session later, I have emerged from my prison. If it’s possible to have a MUN-hangover, I am pretty sure I had one. I woke up the next day after 11 hours of sleep, unrested and bogged down by a migraine. I spent the entire day doing much of nothing.
In retrospect, perhaps the most genuine and meaningful thing I could’ve said during awards was “You kids were the only reason I woke up early every day.”
In light of what happened today at the Raymond Kelly lecture, it seems almost necessary for all Brown students to reflect on their actions and/or stance on the matter.
My reaction was very much like that of Paxson’s—I felt somewhat disgraced that some peers refused to listen to a different opinion, however controversial, and closed a lecture that could have been insightful to other members of the community. But Douglas (see link 3 above) raises a good point:
I am not at all surprised that many folks opposed to Kelly’s policies didn’t even entertain asking him questions. Why? Because I was never taught that if I simply ask a well-thought-out question, someone in a position of power will listen to me. Because collective action, chanting, and protest is many communities’ only hope of being heard in a society that is simply unwilling to acknowledge their voices.
I don’t understand the logic that if those opposed to Kelly would just ask him questions, somehow some greater truth would be told. That is simply a privileged understanding of how politics and debate operates in our country.
And I agree with that wholeheartedly: our world is not equal and what Kelly is doing in NYC isn’t helping the situation. But I think it’s also important to keep in mind that Kelly was invited to speak at Brown University and that the Brown Bubble is different from the rest of the world because of the “liberal” environment.
Protestors achieved their goal of being heard today. But two questions arise from that:
Because I don’t think that the “activism” demonstrated today was an accurate representation of all Brown students’ views on Kelly’s policies, nor was it a good way to express disapproval of certain viewpoints as it was a personal attack on an invited guest. Instead what was projected today was immature and very “stereotypically Brown-like.”
"Stereotypically Brown-like" as in:
And I’d like to think I’m liberal and feminist (and I try to be PC?) at least at the national scale, but at Brown it seems like I’m shifted to the middle or even the right. I don’t feel the need to express my opinions on policies like Stop-and-Frisk as much as others, but that doesn’t mean I agree with them. But somehow I feel pressured to voice my opinions more, because that’s what a “true Brown student” would do—feel empowered by their college education and unique background to speak up about what they think is right or wrong.
Sometimes it feels like the most voiced opinions on this campus are the most liberal and the silenced voices are those who lie in the middle because we don’t feel strongly enough to speak up about what we believe. And today because of our silence and respect, we were denied the chance to hear Kelly speak, to understand his reasoning behind his decision to implement the policies, to educate ourselves.
Hearing him speak doesn’t mean agreeing with his policies, but denying his right to speak does mean closing the platform for the exchange of ideas and thought. And because of that, I truly question why we’re trying to hold on so dearly to our Brown stereotype of “liberal but close-minded.”