Musical Saw Fails to Yield Financial Windfall

Amanda Baber

Why not pay me $5000 a year? This is the question I have put to countless–well, two–scholarship committees since early April. Neither committee has, as of yet, bothered to respond. I am beginning to suspect that including that tape of myself playing "Bess, You Is My Woman Now" on the circular saw among my applications materials was a miscalculation. [con't]

Alumni-to-Be Should Donate Spare Change

David Park

Just about two more weeks until school’s out. Two more weeks until we all pack up and go far far away into the lives that we once knew so well. And as we freshmen, sophomores, and juniors use this time to buy up all the seniors’ unwanted appliances and dorm room accessories for the lowest price possible, something begs reflection and remembrance. [con't]

Committee Grandstanding Won’t Impress Aramark

Jacob Sloane

The members of the Worker Support Committee (WSC) have great motives. They want Aramark employees to have good working conditions and receive a living wage. I don’t think that anyone would disagree with them in principle. After all, 2,680 students, 220 professors, and 125 workers signed the Committee’s petition. [con't]

Alumni Weekend Turns into Dating Game

Lauren Gard

It is Friday and my classmates and I are at the senior social at Haldeman Pool. The rain has just subsided and the class of ’94 and the class of ’99 are finally beginning to mingle after spending half an hour attempting to appear as though they didn’t realize the other class was there. (It was not unlike a sixth grade dance, though divided along different lines. [con't]

Mr. Ganz, It’s Time for Your Close-Up

Jacob Ganz

Andy Warhol said everybody would have 15 minutes of fame. Frankly, I don’t think this amount is quite satisfactory. I think that Andy underestimated me. In my opinion, I’m destined for greatness of a higher degree.

This should come as no surprise to most people here at Pomona, for in my two short years here I have become pretty well known around campus. Now, unless you’ve been living in a cave for the past six months, you’ve probably heard of me, but if you haven’t, I’d like to take this opportunity to remedy that fact. My name is Jacob A. Ganz, and as they say in show biz, I’m about to explode. [con't]