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In This Issue
- Spec: Spectador to close due to insufficient funding
- Spec: Alfred Lerner Hall purchased by Apple
- Spec: Columbia to annex East Prussia
- FEDBASH
- Emo-Kid? More like Elmo-kid. Communist!
- The Complete Idiot's Guide to Tactlessness
- Top 11 Things to Do At Columbia (Fed Edition)
- Roaree Roars and Millie Whores
- The Colombia Daily Spectador (The Fed Version)
- Spec Sports: Gay wrestling, the new ice breaker?
- Spec: Bollinger's Journal, April 1st 2009
- Spec: Jody's Droppings
- Spec: Acceptance letter for class of 2013
- Passover and Easter: A Numbers Game
- Relax, It's Only a Movie
- You Haven’t Seen War Until You’ve Seen it Through the Eyes of a Basement-Dwelling Teenager
- The Fed Within A Pie Graph
- Clothes Hipsters Wear
- THE FED has this to say
- They Watch
- The Staff
THE FED has this to say
Come to Fedbash.
Or our meetings.
They're both pretty cool.
FEDBASH, APRIL 10, 2009. 9:30 PM-1:30AM
Meetings Every Sunday 9 PM
Our Office: Lerner 5,
Broadway Side
in Student Club Resources.
TheFed@columbia.edu
Corrections from Last Issue:
We've fact-checked our fact-checkers and discovered that many have been deliberately deceiving us: few, if any, of the articles we published last issue were entirely true. Many were entirely contrived, exaggerated, and perhaps even comedically false. We apologize to those who feel they were hoodwinked. Below are a few specific corrections.
When we said that "Banard Whores Went on Strike," we were wrong. They are not on strike. Just yesterday I had sex with one, and they are cheaper than ever.
In line 46 of "The Potomac's Constitutional Sewage," "there" should be "their."
In the "Gilded Age Remembered," it was stated that "Rutherford didn't do much because he had no power and his beard got in the way." The estate of the late Mr. Hayes has asked us to correcet this mistake: it was not his beard but his itchy pubic hair that prevented the successful completion of his presidential obligations.According to his diary, generously provided to us by the Hayes Estate, the president had a "chance encounter with a plump and studious girl from an all-women (but hardly ladies') school in north-western Manhattan. Only cost me five cents."