Lo Castro’s Lowdown
The first time I ever read anything by Thoreau, I was in junior high. My class watched the movie, “The Outsiders” and afterwards, while all the girls were wooing over Patrick Swayze and Emilio Estevez, the only thing of substance I could regurgitate was Ponyboy Curtis’ rendition of “Nothing Gold Can Stay.” Ten years later, I’ve come to adore Thoreau and realize the truths found in juvenile perplexity. It’s true—nothing gold can stay.
I tried really hard, but like Mike Moran during a hoops game, this column is about to get a little insane. While I was planning on penning some capricious discourse on child beauty pageants, a story concerning Campus Safety Services presented itself and spoke to me in ways I just could not disregard.
esus Christ had many wives and dozens of children. At least, according to a religious sect based in Salt Lake City, Utah called the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (FLDS).
Not one. Not two. Not even four. But six. That’s the number of girls I live with this year. In light of a new semester, I figured it’d be fitting to talk about the people we live with. And, although my first intention was to write the stereotypical criticism about the immature and blissfully naïve…