Issue 1
Choose Your Poison, Quite Literally
Choose Your Poison hails from Appleton, WI and is one of those bands where it’s not necessary to enjoy their particular brand of music to have a blast at their show. They play a flurry of thrash, crust, punk, and hardcore and have the attitude to back it all up.
Made up of Shane on drums/vocals, Liz on bass, and Toban on guitar/vocals, I’ve known these guys for quite a while. The last time I saw them was when Flags Will Cover The Coffins (the band I’m in) played at The Cube in Minneapolis. The Cube is a basement venue run by our buddy Tony who actually used to play bass in CYP. It was also the last stop on a west coast tour for CYP, so going into it we knew it was going to get a little hairy. When I found out that Bitty and Ryan from Wartorn (also from Appleton) were going to be there I gave up all hope.
Soul Play: What Is Progressive Christianity Exactly?
As the co-creator of a progressive Christian campus organization, I am faced with this question a lot. The simple answer is that it is a movement in contemporary Protestant Christianity, sprouting from 19th century evangelicalism, which was actually quite progressive back then but has since evolved into what it is today, something our current right-wing Christians might align with. Other influences are 19th and early 20th century Christian liberalism, 20th century neo-orthodoxy and late 20th and 21st century liberation theology.
On the Wolf Hill
I'd made a final decision to visit the peak of Athens. The highest point here in town. A welcoming enough moniker of Lykavittos – “Hill of the Wolves”.
Left to my own devices, I always make the choices that make the most sense to me. No different from anyone else you would say, except for the fact that I'm always wrong. My internal common sense is so skewed from what The Right Way Is, that I end up in situations like this one. If you've got a map of a city, and you have a hill you intend to ascend, a dark blotch on your cartography, you would think that following the proper named road closest to that blotch would lead you to the nearest easy path up said hill. But not in this world, apparently.
Sidewalk Politics
Show us your tits. Whore, bitch, slut.
Now I've got your attention---with the same words shouted at my friends and I this summer.
Any woman living in Eau Claire this summer has to have noticed that over the summer the cat-calling became just absurd. I would need more hands to count the number of times I was cat- called this summer, and women I know report similar experiences.
Brazil, Turkey discovered to be foreign nations: Homeland Security on Red Alert
An exposé on the maelstrom that is the rest of the planet
According to a recent poll, over 53% of Americans have noticed that the rest of the world is made up of foreign countries. To the casual observer, these countries appear to vary significantly in terms of culture, geography, and the availability of dental services. In this article, however, the world’s nations will be grouped together into categories for ease of use, and to subject the topic to the subtle nuances of sophisticated humor/banal stereotyping. The categories are defined and numbered as follows:
The Flip Side’s Extravagantly Exciting Summer
Welcome back, students, to another wonderful year of scholastic self-fortitude. The Flip Side remembers well its years of academic pursuit, and fondly recalls the practice of being called upon to report on its summer activities. No doubt you’ve had your own various adventures over the course of the seasonal hiatus, wonderful stories in which you flipped delicious patties of meat in the name of commerce or perhaps journeyed far and wide across the world in pursuit of self-knowledge, cultural wareness, and relaxed laws pertaining to the possession of absinthe. Paltry as it will seem in the wake of those rip-roaring good yarns, the Flip Side humbly offers its own recounting of events.
