Seeing that Whitman has a cultural pluralism/language requirement and many students do in fact speak one or more languages other than their first language, I thought it would be interesting to give...
Last week, five Whitman students loaded our pepper spray goggles, canned beans and sleeping bags into a car and drove 17 hours to Cannonball, North Dakota to join water protectors there in halting the...
With the intent of broadening my knowledge of social networking sites, I recently decided to get my very own Twitter account. I've been following writers, comedians, hacker groups, news organizations and the queen of England, trying to get some insight into the thoughts and workings of today's internet-goers. But despite my ethnographic aims, Twitter has left me just as clueless about people as I was before. Here's a recent tweet by a sick Neil Gaiman that I feel sums up the bafflement brought on by Twitter: “If horrible brownygreen snotgunk was incredibly valuable and rare, I would be the richest man in the world."
