Noreen Malone


Sports

Ultimate: a good huckin’ time

“This wind is extreeeeeeme!” a men’s club Ultimate Frisbee player shouted as he jogged onto Kehoe a few minutes late for practice. It was a remarkably windy day, but his teammates had decided to continue their workout in preparation for upcoming tournament play.

Sports

The real muscle of the Hoyas

It’s 7:30 on a Tuesday morning, and while most Georgetown students are still snuggled in their beds, the football team has already been training for an hour and a half. The varsity weight room at Yates is a sea of blue-and gray athletic attire, each of the 80 players sporting a unique combination of standard-issue gear for his own look. Players grunt in encouragement and pain, a sound that combines with the nearly-constant dropping of heavy iron to create an organic soundtrack—pure manmusic.

Features

True Life: So You Want to be a Priest

The National Seminary of Catholic University, is a quiet gray building separated from the iconic dome of the National Basilica by the busy traffic of Michigan Avenue, which casts a flickering neon glow on a statue of the Virgin Mary on the front lawn. Inside, though, all is serene. A renovation in the 90s left the interior gleaming with tasteful iconography and soft light. Bulletin boards are sparse and symmetrical, with white flyers advertising sign-up for Solemn Holy Hour—a far cry from the frenetic visual overload of Red Square.

It is to this building that Dan Hill came after two years at Georgetown. Rather than graduate with the class of 2008, he chose to pursue a lengthy course of study, at the completion of which he will be ordained as a Diocesan priest. It’s an unusual—perhaps even a shocking—choice in today’s culture, as seminary display cases containing the photos of each graduating class attest. The 1953 class portrait showed 37 newly collared men; 2003 had just seven.

But the shrinking size of Catolic’s Theological College is hardly an anomaly. Nationwide, the number of priestly ordinations dropped from 994 in 1965 to 431 in 2006, even as the number of American Catholics jumped from 45.6 million to 64 million in the same time period. The current generation of American youth is markedly and actively religious, but poverty, chastity, and obedience simply aren’t lighting its collective fire. Even at Georgetown, where about half of the student body is Catholic, a life wholly committed to the Church isn’t an option most consider—the Career Center certainly doesn’t hold information sessions on the priesthood. Still, there exists a subculture, exceptional even within the most dedicated Catholic students, of a small number of students undegoing the process of discernment—that is, figuring out whether God has called you specifically to the clergy.

Sports

Georgetown swims hard but comes up short

Georgetown swimming and diving, to the average fan, might appear to be at a dismal nadir.

Voices

Swiping your card, stealing your heart

Carrying On: A rotating column by Voice senior staffers

Leisure

Lez’hur Ledger: Snoop Dogg’s grizzeat American novizzle

Awww, shizzle. Snoop Dogg wrote a novel. He’s ready to make an entrance on the literary scene, so back on up.

Voices

Biting the hand that feeds us

Carrying On: A rotating column by Voice senior staffers

Voices

New York’s not my home

Carrying On, a rotating column by Voice senior staffers.

Voices

Digital digestion: all the news that’s fit to forward

Carrying On: A rotating column by Voice senior staffers.

Features

One year after Katrina…

For most Georgetown students, hurrican season usually means little more than a few rainy days, or perhaps, as in 2003, a couple days off from school. Last year, of course, was different—Hurricane Katrina shocked us all. We were horrified by the images on television. We felt deep sympathy for the plight of New Orleans. Some of us even gave money or joined relief organizations. Our daily life, though, was largely unaffected. But for some Georgetown students, not a day has passed since then that they haven’t felt the effects of the hurricane on a deeply personal level.