I was browsing the twice weekly email I get from my alma matters school newspaper, The GW Hatchet, noting a few of the stories that particularly caught my eye (a former fraternity brother convicted, people drunkenly throwing trash out of the windows of thurston a problem on the rise) because as a former Hatchet columnist, still DC resident, and guy having trouble giving up college I still make it a habit to browse the paper when I can. I particularly make time to skim the op-ed section, where I resided during my senior year with an unusually talented crowd of writers many of whom I still trade barbs with. It's how I came upon this editorial about their interview with Speaker Pelosi, quickly passed to her staff and in-turn distributed by them.
Today, marked the beginning of the Hatchet feature I always enjoyed the most, the departing editors farwell columns. Mostly because Kyle Stoneman's was so fucking good that it made me wished he'd written more and designed less.
I wasn't a part of the hatchet that long, so I didn't get to write one, though I did manage to include snakes on a plane in my final column (as was my trademark). I submitted everything electornically, so 2140 G Street was as alien a place to me as anywhere, but being a part of the tradition I think meant something. In a world where I'd go forth with the mission to spin and criticize the news, it was a important lesson in the challenges of making the news. I've often thought back to those columns with a fondness that belies the place they had in my life
Lately, I've missed writing a lot, its part of my evolving consumer to producer ratio theory of the internet I'm working on right now, and I hope to return to this blog for some semblence of righting that balance.
Longest I've written in a while. Sad.
