Does the God of the Bible Exist?
On February 11, 2006, I sat amidst a debate between Wilfrid Laurier Professor Christopher diCarlo, and Scott Wilkinson, pastor of the New Creation Reformed Presbyterian Church. It was held in the Bricker Academic Building, and to everyone’s surprise, the room was filled. I suppose it isn’t shocking when you consider the debate’s topic. It’s one [...]
Forget Textbooks…Go Book Shopping!
The lazy person’s answer to getting involved in the local community? Go shopping! Instead of buying your books and mags at Chapters, take a drive through Waterloo and Kitchener for some great used bookstores. Like most second hand shops, KW’s used book stores are locally owned and operated, often employing neighborhood students. These stores offer [...]
Outside the Pink Box
Here in Waterloo, a small group of students are working towards some serious change for gender equality in education. Not only is the Waterloo chapter of the Miss G__ Project creating awareness about a serious issue, they are actively participating in our community by teaching these values to the younger generation.
Cartoons & Fences
As this article is being written, late in reading week, riots continue on a daily basis in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Indonesia, India and elsewhere. This ongoing furor has arisen from the printing of cartoons in some newspapers. Twelve cartoons were first printed on September 30, 2005 in a Danish paper. Over the couple of months that [...]
Doing the Best We Can With What We’ve Got
This is one of those grey areas. No, I’m not talking about the city in winter, though I could be. What I am talking about is what happens to me every time a homeless person comes up to me on the street. There’s an ethical battle over the fate of a buck or two that [...]
Between Wide Awake and Sound Asleep
Those moments between wide-awake and sound asleep are some of my favourites. I love the blurred semi–conscious state where reality begins to fade away, leading to dreams of what could be. The sunset mirrors these moments with brilliant flashes ofcolour as the sun slowly slips away into the night. If ever humans were to paint [...]
Don’t Ask Me About Japanese Cultcha’
As a Canadian living in Japan I can offer my opinion and observations on Japanese culture. I am not an authority nor do I think any Japanese person is an authority. They themselves don’t know what Japanese culture is. It is true that Japan is changing. It has an extremely conservative past and a western inundated future. This is most likely the cause of confusion for foreigners and locals alike when considering the issue of Japanese culture.
Multi-Coloured Mohawks
My first introduction to a defined punk band was in grade five, when my friend David gave me a cassette of Rancid’s Out Come the Wolves for my birthday. Over the next 10 years, I was exposed to every aspect of punk rock that I could imagine. My first and longest lasting taste of punk [...]
You Say You Want A Revolution
Protest music has always been around us, mostly because there have always been things to protest. Joni Mitchell did it, so did Bob Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, and Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young. In the 1960s and 1970s, protest music tended to be most concentrated in folk music, such as that by the artists previously mentioned.
Light Up
Light up (the way you dance) to your (our) neon night sky stars, when it’s hard to cry, to breathe, our long goodbyes, farewells, those killer scenes, songs for queens, poems for the dead, graves, our slaves, when a heartbeat becomes a line, transition, like on paper, a flick, contortion, beside you lies a cradle, [...]
Murky Tank
Cornell was right. The murky tank fills up and makes that familiar sound. I lend my ears out of the room and wonder if the machine has properly worked. It did work this time. I look around my room. I see disorder and order and wilted flowers and packaged products. I see an elephant with [...]
Character is a Jet Engine
A building build up built up tension Left of center (pay no attention) tangerine love baby without your sweat Red wine in the snow (regret) Tomorow’s storm begins to dwell Unblended starting start to swell End to listen (in transition) Grows inside, extra seeds Nothing but these tangerines No seedling ssadly sewing seas Just a [...]
Snowdrifts/Car Exhaust (An Apology?)
Neon lights and nighttime corpses Sting my sensitive rods and cones The asphalt’s a mirror of liquid gases If this is irony then it’s lost on me If mediocrity is numbess I’m a walking shot of novocaine In a thundercloud of epiphany I realize how I’ve been… that I have been… [silent]… all this time [...]
The Poetic Path to Self–Destruction: Chapter 4, Conclusion
Addison didn’t realize it, but he slept for much longer than he had intended. His alarm had been beeping every five minutes since 6:30 that morning but he didn’t take notice until 1:15. He slowly got out of bed, almost like a sleepwalker. He floated into the bathroom, still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. [...]
