One would think that coming off an election year we would be very well-informed about our government’s plan to deal with the Iraq puzzle. Sadly, after being force-fed abundant campaign slogans and talking points from both political extremes, Americans are left thinking in terms of only two heavily-flawed strategies for dealing with Iraq: “Cut and Run” and “Stay the Course.
I couldn’t help but overhear the following on election night: “Yes, we won! It’s about time.”
I find myself confused. About time for what? I presume change, but what change will we see over two years? Certainly the media’s grandstanding will dominate the headlines for the next few weeks, but once their ratings drop and they again begin to report on the “news,” what REAL change can we expect?
Will the fighting in Iraq suddenly come to an end? Will the Kurds, Sunnis and Shiites realize that the Democrats are now in control and set aside their differences? Are the troops on their way home? Are the millions of illegal Mexican immigrants making a mass exodus back across our open and unguarded southern border? Have the “working poor” found better jobs and moved up the social ladder to join the rest of society? Do we suddenly have a comprehensive and complete national health-care plan?
In so many words, no.
We Americans consume far more than our fair share of the world’s resources. According to the AAA Atlas of Population and Environment, the world’s top energy consumers are the U.S. and China. We are way ahead at 25.32 percent of the world’s consumption while China is at 9.
By the time this column is published, I should be curled up in a tight ball whimpering like I just got kicked in the balls. Why? Because between a quiz, midterm, 2 papers, a long interview for one of the papers, writing this column, a report on a court case and a “stalking assignment,” I barely even had the time to breathe this week.
Paris: the city of lights, trees, love, fashion and, as of Aug. 25, the residence of a very confused Cal Poly junior. It’s been a challenging transition. During my first week here, I had to find my own housing, get the paperwork in order for my carte de sejour, buy a cell phone, figure out what university I’d like to go to, apply to it, take pictures and send them to the appropriate government institutions, purchase a Metro pass, figure out how to get from one point on the Metro to the other, all while taking orientation grammar classes.
It is a rush every single time. It can make you feel the highest you’ve ever felt and then give you a complete and total collapse. No, I’m not talking about my articles, or heroin1, but the facebook phenomenon. Don’t lie to me, or yourself . you know you are addicted, but it’s OK, because you are not alone.
You log into the Web site with your expectations running high. Perhaps someone you have never met would like to add you as a “friend,” or even better maybe someone left you a comment about a new sleazy picture of yourself that you recently posted. And would it not be absolutely fabulous if you got yet another post on your wall of fame? Those things are priceless.
Yesterday, Americans voted into office many new legislators who will shape American domestic and foreign policy for the next few years. Since this column is written before the election results have been finalized, it will not contain any specific reactions to the outcomes of particular races or potential power shifts in either house of Congress.
Patrick Molnar, while I have no problem with your enthusiasm and anticipation of Democratic victory, is that the purpose of your article? Granted this is an opinion article, but you should present a grander opinion than “We’re gonna win!” This article reads much like the ignorant campaign rallies after elections where candidates celebrate before assured victory (since everyone in politics thinks they are right and never wrong, and they must have won the election).
I was impressed to read a student’s (Pat Goulding II) letter criticizing decisions made by our football coach during Cal Poly’s game last weekend. Not that I agreed or disagreed – I wasn’t there. I was at UC Riverside, coaching your women’s volleyball team.
Chivalry isn’t dead. It’s simply confused.
Aside from medieval images of knights and ladies-in-waiting, the concept of chivalry generally implies a unidirectional, male-toward-female interaction.
But with gender standards shifting on the sands of time, poor little chivalry finds itself today in romantic turmoil.