Friday, November 28, 2008


Around the time that Dartmouth empties its students for the holidays, a certain ambiance falls upon the College that I have grown to love. I have been on campus before terms have started, but nothing compares to the seemingly welcoming emptiness that the College has during times like this past week. I know that sounds weird, but let me explain.

Usually during Thanksgiving, a majority of Dartmouth students go home to spend time with their families. Usually, the ones who are left behind are the international students, winter athletes, and a select few people here and there. For the most part nearly all of my friends stay behind, because we can't afford to go home. Don't feel too bad for us, we do pretty good in stuffing our faces just like everyone else. Although being away from home and family is hard, I know I have a second family here at school.

With nearly no one here, all of the campus offices are closed, with the essentials of security and maintenance being here. However, they are rarely seen.

An interesting silence and stillness falls upon the campus that is not normally seen or heard. Usually the College is constantly on the go as students, workers, and professors meander about. The buildings are filled with the chatter of students, the night air is pierced by party music, and the days are a constant orchestra of sounds.

With Dartmouth turned into a ghost town, the buildings fall silent, the night air is crisp and still, and the days reduced from an orchestra to a quartet. I walked to my dorm room tonight past rows and rows of empty dorm rooms in hibernation. It is a nice change, almost something that the school needs to rest itself. Walking around, the flashes of life are usually that of my friends who now have the run of the campus.

In a day or two, students will begin to return to their rooms, and work will resume as usual, awakening the College that was once asleep. I sometimes wish it could sleep just a little longer...

photo credit: Tim Argetsinger

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Governor Doc Holliday?

Or Governor Iceman?

My friend sent me this ridiculous political rumour today, but I guess its credible! Thee Val Kilmer is actually considering running for Governor for the State of New Mexico. I'll allow some time for you to laugh............................................................... I know, I laughed too.

Isn't this RIDICULOUS?! As a NM citizen, I highly doubt we are stupid enough to pull a California. However, it makes me laugh to think about how Hollywood actors feel qualified to take such an office. Might as well be Sarah Palin running for the Presidency!

Val Kilmer for Governor, 2011.

Reminds of the scene in Team America where the Film Actors Guild has their meeting. This was the closest video I could find. If you've seen the movie you'll no the hilarity of the incomplete scene I am about to show. "Kerplah!"

Thursday, November 6, 2008


It give me chills when I watch this. A small part of a worldwide celebration. One group of students, who were apart of a collective cry for change.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Change? Yes we can.

As the day of November 4th ended and Barack Obama was elected as the nations first Black President; the world welcomed November 5th and the renewed sense of hope that the day carried.

I sat here today, not knowing what to say. But as my duty (and everyone's) never to forget this day, I sit here as a witness to history and record something that people have dreamed of, have fought for, have died for, and sometimes felt was never attainable.

What would have people have said 232 years ago when this country was founded, and a Black man was considered 3/5ths human? 145 years ago, could Lincoln ever imagine that a person from the very people he was freeing would ever fill his shoes? Was this the dream Dr. King prophesied 45 years ago? Was this the ideal that Malcolm X realized was possible when returning from Mecca 44 years ago? Was this the legacy of all the people who marched in the streets demanding change? Was this the legacy of colored intellectuals who used the pen, instead of the sword demanding their story heard?

Was this the story of one people? No.

November 4, 2008 will forever stand as the legacy of all people. A day when our country made the decision not to be bound by the chains of its history. When people of all color, gender, sexuality, and histories came together to judge someone on the content of his heart.

Obama's win was a victory for all people, and comes at a time when the world needs this kind of victory. While the world is at war, the climate is rapidly deteriorating, the world economy is in crisis, and many other problems; our country decided to make the decision to change.

As Barack Obama stood there on that stage and spoke to the world, I couldn't help but feel exhilarated like the millions of people worldwide who were witness to history, witness to a wall being shattered.

Is this the promised land? Not quite. But it is another step, a choice we have made to continue to try and get there.

Change? Yes, we can. And on November 4, 2008, we did.