I decided not to schlep 3000 miles to attend my 25th college reunion which, shockingly, is happening right now. I’m not a big fan of such events and life is just too busy. However, the students currently running the place where I spent nearly all my time as an undergraduate, the Harvard Crimson, asked me to write an op-ed for the big issue they put out every year at graduation — known as the Commencement issue, because that is the name for the day-on-which-diplomas-are-granted at Harvard (which always has to name things just a little bit differently from the rest of the universe).
So I wrote something. It’s online now — a brief musing about the passing of the typewriter era, the transformation of media over the past 25 years, and a little political deva vu:
|The nuclear fears of my graduating class were never, thankfully, borne out. Instead we have lived to see arguments we thought were well-settled reopened, and lessons we thought were well-learned ignored, by leaders whose careers we thought were well-buried. (Didn’t Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld get voted out of the White House when we were in high school?)|
The Crimson’s Web site is pretty impressive, and it has done a great job of digitizing vast quantities of its archives back to the 19th century.
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