And we were clueless and we were reckless
We were so high on the continent we could see the curve of the Earth.
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Danava
If 3-foot-tall green plastic bongs could grow long hair and mustaches and had little arms made out of smoke to play super-rockin’ electric guitars with, then they would be in Danava. I want to sit on the floor and stare at my favorite scary-mushroom blacklight posters and piss off my neighbors by playing the Danava’s self-titled EP really loud. It’s
Teaching African American History Through Art
During Black History Month (February) at Reed College, the art department mounted an exhibition of the work of renowned African American artist Jacob Lawrence. The artwork included museum prints from the Harlem Renaissance-era painter’s “Migration if the American Negro” series, as well as an original silkscreen held by Reed’s Douglas F. Cooley Memorial Art Gallery, which depicts the 1965 civil
Puerto Rico’s clean-up woman
“I’m just a housewife. I work to protect my family and my community against pollution,” Rosa Hilda Ramos explains. Of course, the Puerto Rican activist, one of the winners of this year’s prestigious Goldman Environmental Prize, is selling herself short.
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Is Honor Dead?
Just after Thanksgiving, more than 100 students and faculty members gathered in Vollum lounge to attend a Reed Union (a gathering of the community) to discuss the honor principle. Fall semester 2006 brought changes to campus, including the largest entering class ever, a plethora of national media attention, and a few blatantly dishonorable violations. All of which has led some