Virginia Aquarium Takes in Abandoned Otter Pup!
Is this UGA’s Charlayne Hunter-Gault?
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In this week’s issue, Charlayne Hunter-Gault examines the disturbingly pervasive occurrence of hate crimes against gays and lesbians in South Africa. Click through for a photo slideshow of Zanele Muholi’s Portraits from South Africa’s Lesbian Community: http://nyr.kr/KIOSxw
Moving photos. — Tanya
For the First Time Ever, a Majority of the Unemployed Have Attended College
Everybody is looking for the next big “bubble”. Maybe it’s bonds. Or tech stocks. Or … college? With tuition soaring and job prospects not, a growing chorus thinks higher education might just be too big not to fail. The calculus is simple. If college costs keep rising, but job prospects don’t improve, eventually higher education won’t be worth it. Pop goes the campus bubble — or so the story goes.
That brings us to one of the more inauspicious recent headlines. For the first time ever, the majority of the unemployed have attended some college. Does this mark some kind of inflection point? Is it time to ditch the classroom for the office? Not exactly. […]
The chart above isn’t a story about a college degree no longer paying off. The chart above is a story about more people going to college, but not nearly as many more people finishing college.
Read more. [Image: IBD, via Business Insider]
I am processing the Judith Ortiz Cofer collection at the Archives right now, including the manuscripts for A Woman in Front of the Sun…
In addition to my research position this summer, got my summer reading list picked out! (Taken with instagram)
Posted Without Comment of the Day: Says @chiefbrody1984: “If you’ve seen a better picture of a dog dressed as two pirates carrying a treasure chest today, I don’t believe you.”
Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day: The sheer cliffs at the mouth of Sydney Harbor have long been a popular Australian suicide spot. But they’re about to get a lot more deadly — the local man who is credited with talking at least 160 people out of killing themselves since 1964 died this week.
Window-watcher Don Ritchie, known as the Angel of the Gap, could spot the troubled ones from his home across the street; he’d wander down to the cliff-edge and calmly ask, “Can I help you in some way?” More often then not, he could. He’d chat with them a bit, then invite them back to his place for a cup of tea.
“My ambition has always been to just get them away from the edge, to buy them time, to give them the opportunity to reflect and give them the chance to realize that things might look better the next morning,” Ritchie once said. “You just can’t sit there and watch them. You’ve got to try and save them.”