Author Archives: Victoria Cavrich

  This week we’re transitioning into more serious issues and we begin to tread on dangerous ground.  Whereas with food and music, which tends to be a little less offensive (though I don’t discredit any claims of harmful appropriation in … Continue reading →

[Editor’s Note: Hooray for instrumental music featuring a cello!  Makes me wish I still could play one myself.] Escape Artist It was always quiet in this place.  Since the first time he had stepped between those towering trunks into the … Continue reading →

For this week’s blog I thought I’d take a look at another fairly innocuous element of culture that gets appropriated from time to time.  Music is one of the ultimate vehicles of self-expression for not only individuals but entire cultures as … Continue reading →

[Author’s Note: Another long one, but it could have been way longer had I not felt bad about the word count.  Also the song’s not here because I don’t have it saved to this computer and my MP3 downloader is … Continue reading →

  [Author’s Note: Sorry that this so long, I just kind of kept writing until I realized I should probably wrap things up.]  Heat “I’m sorry, but all I can offer you is water right now,”  he said as he leaned … Continue reading →

There’s a clear combination of personal traits and techniques that I believe every moderator should go into this deliberation with.  I will try to apply these to my own performance in our deliberation. A moderator should be a good listener.  … Continue reading →

For my first civic issues blog, I’d like to take a look at the concept of cultural appropriation of food.  I’d like to think that this is a fairly innocuous aspect of culture when people consider what counts as appropriation. … Continue reading →

Just Another Morning Light.  Peeking over the hilltops, slowly but surely light comes to the world once more.  It slants between buildings across the empty streets, reflecting on glass windows and sparkling on the steady waters of the river.  It’s … Continue reading →

The Pyre It’s a cold that can kill you.  It cuts like a knife and the icy winds will scream as you slowly fade from this world into the next.  But the torch burning in your clenched hands staves off the … Continue reading →

So I just kind of let things flow while writing this so it’s extremely long and I will completely understand if you don’t want to read the whole thing.  However, I would appreciate if you skimmed it a bit and … Continue reading →