As we can see from the choices given on any application form, America can be a place desperate to label and place people where they can neatly fit each individual into a correct box. This idea, however, is being challenged daily by the men, women and children of multiracial families.

More than 400 women were murdered in industrial cities where the words justice and protection do not seem to apply. In these cities, the police forces are virtually absent, the factories can replace the entire workers within a year without getting charged with legal suits, the labor unions are affiliated with the political parties, and the culture of misogyny persists.

Preema Pais’ passion for physics and music is probably the first thing that you learn about her upon meeting. This senior is majoring in physics with a minor in math with a true passion for music, evident in her participation in several vocal groups on campus.

Until April 3, a carpet of empty Bud Light bottles will cover my floor. Until April 3, I will be stricken with March Madness, the season of NCAA Division I basketball championships.

This past Sunday, also known as “Selection Sunday,” I was found dominating the large television in Blanchard, while CBS Sports anchors broadcasted which teams were selected to play in the championship.

The DC Comics character Wonder Woman is unquestionably the most famous female superhero in America. Despite the fact that most of Wonder Woman’s fans are male, she would have not come into existence had it not been for the help of a woman. According to Bostonia, the alumni quarterly of Boston University, this woman is rumored to have been Mount Holyoke alumna Elizabeth Holloway Marston, class of 1915.

Student 1: Ok, I get it now. Student 2: No! No you don’t! “AC Day is the only day that black men come to campus. It only comes once a year. It’s like Christmas!” “No one here swears. Everyone is so ladylike.” Person 1: What’s the library equivalent of “going postal?” Person 2: “Going decimal?” [...]

“Hey, Amanda,” my S.A. said to me one night. “Are you single?”

“Kind of. Why?”

“Well, we have hot boys here from Tufts and Harvard and we’re post-partying with them. You should come!”

“How old are they?” I asked.

“Old enough,” she replied.

“No, really,” I said.

We love class events and organization parties, we rely on the honor code and we appreciate our many clubs on campus. But how often do we stop and think about what makes all this possible?

As students, it’s easy to get lost in a world where someone else is taking care of business while you’re doing your own important things.

As Eve fits me in a purple, pin straight skirt, I try to imagine myself decked out with curled hair and pumps, draped in 1940s attire. I run over the words for the commercial for “Chesterfield Cigarettes” I will be singing, and wonder how my 1940s personality, Arlene Johnson, would handle the countless rehearsals and hours I have spent in Pratt Hall in preparation for “The Big Broadcast!”

The Jazz Ensembles of Mount Holyoke will perform “The Big Broadcast!” on Sunday, March 12 at 2 p.

Anna Goltz’s interest in politics emerged almost by accident. She took a world politics class with a friend and considered becoming an international relations major. Until she attended Democratic Party caucuses in Iowa in January 2004, that is.

Caucuses for presidential elections take place throughout the whole state, which is divided into caucuses: like congressional districts, but on a smaller scale.