Benjamin J. Toff

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Meditation on Tradition

For many years, the pealing of the bell in the Memorial Church tower was the lone, solemn sound signifying completion

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Reflections on Protesting

By Benjamin J. Toff Like so many other students and activists, workers and professionals, I went to New York for

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A Tax Proposal Destined to Fall Flat

If Al Gore would’ve said anything to get elected, then maybe George W. Bush’s key to victory is not to

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Why I'll Be in New York

TUCSON, Ariz.—Dear President Bush: Ten years from now, I do not want to live in a world of random violence

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My Last Picture Show

I’m nostalgic for an era I never knew. Not just any era, but (even more absurd, I know) an era

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My Last Picture Show

I’m nostalgic for an era I never knew. Not just any era, but (even more absurd, I know) an era

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Asking for Help at Harvard

Living in a community that has endured two apparent suicides over the past year and a half, I have at

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Out of Touch, But Not out of Office

The Bush-Cheney reelection website contains an ingenious propaganda device allowing supporters to piece together letters to the editors of their

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Statues of Victory, Shadows of War

The images of impassioned Iraqis taking sledgehammers to a statue of Saddam Hussein in central Baghdad flooded the airwaves on

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Will Students Be Forced to Dance in the Streets?

Harvard dancers have begun a letter-writing campaign because in less than three years, the primary dance performance and rehearsal space

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Brand W. Shows True Colors

We’ve all known for years Republicans are capitalist bourgeois pigs, but this week I finally stumbled upon verifiable proof in

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The Color of Complacency This week, the Bush administration decided to lower the terror alert level to “yellow” from “orange.”

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Saddam 2, Bush(es) 0

Last week, in an impassioned speech before the United Nations, President Bush called on Iraq to comply with international resolutions

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Playing Mom for a Month

DENVER—If there is one lesson from my youth that has haunted me this summer, it’s that Mom is always right.

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The Advertising Invasion

I was, of all things, using the facilities at a sushi bar in San Francisco when I had a realization.

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Dos Besos

A World Cup Malcontent
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A World Cup Malcontent

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Then Rain Comes

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Rainy Day Impression