I read an obituary for “Facts” the other day in the Chicago Tribune. It was funny, sad and more true than I would like to think. It also struck at the heart of what is wrong with our culture.
With the real world snarling and licking its chops like Fluffy the three-headed dog and eyeing the fresh meat that is Chris Derrett, I feel it’s my duty to take a not-so-introspective, not-super-serious look at my Baylor career.
From July through October 2011 in Florida, all recipients of Temporary Assistance for Needy Families were required to undergo drug testing to receive benefits. Applicants were required to pay upfront for the test, which cost an average of $30.
As my freshman year at Baylor draws to a close, I ponder the meaning of life.
The thing that has personally insulted me the most about the Bear Pit bill is the way that those who are in favor of the bill have phrased what exactly the bill does to the Bear Pit. They have said that the bill will remove all requirements for the courtside seating that the Bear Pit currently occupies, which is correct.
The news is filled with plenty of depressing and bleak stories. The stock market falls, kids get shot and soldiers die every day.
I love this country. I love the ideals it was founded on. And I’m sure you can hear the inevitable “but…” in this introduction because you’re American, and you can read between the lines. So I’m going to level with you right now because there are things that must be said. For the past year I’ve been noticing small problems in our society — inescapable issues that have slowly built up a dam of unease in my brain about the future of our country. I’m talking about the complete lack of integrity or accountability a good percentage of America’s population seems to entertain.
I found numerous problems with the Lariat’s April 20th editorial, “Amazon’s Dirt Cheap E-book Prices Hurt Authors.”
