Opinion

By Kristin Chambers

Ahh, the holidays… time to get out of school, go home to the folks’ place, and get presents. What could be better? (Besides summer break). But too often we find ourselves only thinking about what we want rather than the whole point of the celebration: others.

I know it sounds corny, but the other night I turned on the TV, and 7th Heaven just happened to be on. As I reached for the remote control, I accidentally (yes, it was an accident) got caught in the moment of the drama unfolding.

For Christmas at the Camden’s, they were each giving community service to those who needed it instead of gifts to each other.

By Ashley Emert

In the past few weeks, I have noticed a significant change in my life: I have become quite the caffeine addict. I’ve always been a soda drinker, but now I have a new poison of choice, and that is the sweet nectar of the Starbucks gods – coffee. Preferably a café mocha, but since it’s the holiday season, I’ve been leaning more toward the much-revered peppermint mocha.

I blame this on my major. The stress and fast-paced journalism world is already wearing down on me and I’m only halfway through college. We joke in the Gargoyle lab about how com majors tend to have the sickest (as in “most twisted,” not “coolest”) sense of humor, but that it’s only to keep from crying and being depressed all the time about the terrible events in the world.

By Brittany Hackett

Whenever I mention that I have three sisters, the usual response is, “Oh man, your poor dad. Four daughters, a wife and no guys? How does he do it?”

To be honest with you, I have no idea how the man has made it to 56 without either going crazy or having a stroke.

By Kivi Hermans

So as my mother and I are not religious, I took a bold move and sought help and advice from a doctor who does holistic medicine. Mom had gone to him before her lung cancer surgery and said she felt like a new woman after their visits.

He would do a massage without touching and, kind of like a therapist, he would get her to conjure up feelings of her past. Apparently it revitalized her. After the stroke, when I had been at the hospital for a week, and I had doctors giving me a not-so-good prognosis for mom, I decided to bring him back.

By Bill Weedmark

For the past week, the major Internet news sites of CNN, MSNBC and Fox News have been dominated by stories of near-starvation, disruption of business, car accidents and insurance rates – all involving deer.

So it makes me wonder, since when did a deer running through a Target become headline news on a national level? Aside from the fact that it’s bizarre, I can’t understand how these stories about deer, or the stories about Britney and Kevin’s marital problems, are getting more coverage and press time than the results for the midterm elections.

By Ashley Emert

As a responsible college student, I spend many hours a week studying for all of my classes. Between all of the assignments I get, you would think I would have an issue with finding free time.

There is one thing, however, that I always find the time to look at: YouTube.

By Andrea Huls

Her body lay on the elevator floor, three bullets to her head. Now, Russia mourns her death.

On Oct. 7, journalist Anna Politkovskaya was murdered after returning home from grocery shopping. The death of this journalist might not seem important to some, but to me, her death is a loss for the whole world. Politkovskaya was a warrior. She fought against inequality and injustice. She was one of the few journalists brave enough to confront Putin’s government and expose the killings, abuses, kidnappings and other horrors experienced by people in Chechnya.

Tom Iacuzio, Content Editor By Tom Iacuzio As one of the elder statesmen on this campus, I remember back a bit farther than many of you who will read this. I remember the days when you looked forward to Halloween. It was that one day…

Eric Waldron, Senior Writer By Eric Waldron There’s trouble brewing on Keswick Road in Royal St. Augustine. Once a quiet golfing community that prided itself on its summer night cookouts, well-manicured lawns and an absolute adherence to the ten miles an hour speed limit, Keswick…

By Kim Hartman

“Hey, can you turn off the subtitles?” my dad asked the bartender one day while we were watching a Philadelphia Eagles game at a sports bar in Jupiter, Fla.

“Sorry, sir,” he said. “I can’t. This is a public establishment.”