Oberlin Blogs

It was by far one of the more entertaining things one could have done on Valentine's Day, and it was for a good cause. There are only so many ways to make free chocolate taste better, and that's having it come out of your nose from laughing too hard.

To learn the routes of migration, we did in a couple of easy hours what takes most migrants four excruciating days.

Today my program spent the afternoon in court. It's not what it sounds like.

So, yes, I'm eschewing that obligatory hello my name is John. I'm a blogger. I'm really cool. Here's some stuff about me post, at least for the time being. Bios are dreadfully difficult to write, and, though my fellow bloggers have been covering Oberlin's reaction to this latest election pretty darn well , I figured I might as well add my two cents.

It is hard for me to describe the atmosphere I witnessed that night, but it was certainly nothing like I had ever experienced before. Surrounded by friends and strangers, new faces and old, it hardly mattered whether you knew the person standing next to you or not--but you were inevitably going to give them a hug.

When I tell my kids where I was when this part of history was made, I will say this: I was in Oberlin. The best place in the world.

Just so you can be as cool as the rest of the voting community.

The election results may come down to our little state, and the town and college of Oberlin is rising to the challenge.

Debate on the Israel-Palestine issue is vibrant and varied on Oberlin's campus. It is dominated by left-leaning voices (as are most things). But maybe that's not so bad.

In case you didn't catch it, Oberlin College was on the front page of the New York Times yesterday. It's a good story, but in my opinion, it's lacking.