Opinion

It is with great sadness that I extend my sympathy for the loss of our dear comrade, Proposition 19. Robust and lively, he will always be remembered for his ambitious and progressive character.

101104_op_ 1GuestHeadline: Guest OpinionLayercake: Skin color is irrational basis for fearBy BABA G. JALLOW Since I came to UC Davis five years ago, I have had my fair share of being demonized because I’m black. Almost every day I encounter incidents of demonization. Upon seeing me, I have seen people (mostly females, of all colors) […]

ASUCD senate elections begin next week on Tuesday at 8 a.m. at elections.ucdavis.edu. Students can vote until Nov. 12 at 8 a.m. Results will be announced at 10 a.m. that day.

We’ve been told many times by UC executives, in attempting to explain the exorbitant salaries offered to its administrators, that in order to attract the top leaders to our university we need to pay them top dollar.

The animals unfortunate enough to be imprisoned, crippled, burned, cut into, poisoned and killed in UC Davis’ laboratories are no different than the animals with whom many of us share our homes and think of as friends and family. We would never allow anyone to mistreat the dogs and cats in our homes in ways that are commonplace in laboratories. Outside of a laboratory it would be illegal.

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I started thinking about today’s column on Sunday. Namely, that I wouldn’t write it until Wednesday. Sure, I was hungover, but I wasn’t really avoiding it out of a particular laziness or incapacity to get it done earlier. I knew that if I waited, mine could be The Aggie’s first column with the privileged information of the 2010 midterm election’s results.

Browsing through the Borders clearance bins, as I often do when bored and looking to waste money, I came across a book titled Porn For Women by Susan Anderson. Instantly I thought I had found a great bargain, but then I looked inside. This book wasn’t porn at all. All it had was pictures of muscular men doing housework and saying things like “want to snuggle?”

It is an unusual experience to attend an election night gathering for a campaign you’ve managed. It is even more unusual for it to be a victory party – if you’re a Republican in California.

Imagine this scenario: You’re hungry and you wish you had a burger, sandwich or a hot dog to eat. To spice up your story, you’re in the middle of nowhere, you’re dying of starvation and you’re a moron. Let me add that only a moron would be starving and unprepared in the middle of nowhere (like the moron from Into the Wild).

Imagine it’s your 40th birthday. Give or take a few years, it’s around 2030 and you are, like it or not, a middle-aged person of the numerically official type. The specifics of your hypothetical future are irrelevant (except that you’re probably fat). The point is, you’ve lived about half the years of your life and you can safely say your youth, in all its flower frolicking glory, is well in the past, at least in the physical sense of the word.

Do you ever find yourself drifting off in thought when you’re really supposed to be paying attention – getting lost in, say, musings of your day or what you’re planning to do this weekend?