Okay, I might not have much on the Gossip Girl, but you don't have to go to school on the Upper East Side to have some celebrities of your own to watch. These days, a bunch of us at Dartmouth are looking to see where the next up-and-coming "Big Man on Campus" is. Others, however, are looking to the past and saying campus infamy will never be that good -- or that ragey -- again. Joanna Paterson (page 4-5) analyses the Dartmouth phenomenon of "Campus Icon," flair and all.
Continuing our in-depth coverage of celebrity, Jean Ellen Cowgill (page 6) looks at the campus-wide obsession with the Spears family saga. And while it might be hard to imagine anyone else in Hollywood as remotely effed up as Brit-Brit, Amy Davis (page 7) takes us back to the "Golden Age" of Hollywood. Be comforted to find out all the ways our grandparents' favorite movie stars were walking disasters. Finally, Dylan Leavitt (page 7) reviews sunglasses, an accessory that comes in handy when you want to recreate a celebrity papparazzi chase...in front of Robo.
Luofei Deng (page 3) writes about the latest Apple releases, proving that Steve Jobs is a bastard who makes us all part with money for his incompatible-with-everything-else products. But they're so shiny and pretty, we forgive him.
Eve Ahearn (page 5) tackles the more boring subject of people that actually did something to earn their fame. I mean, Paul Heintz '06 sustained his campus celebrity for years on the shoulders of two stick figures. One of his many genius comics (see right) explores the possibility of his everlasting enshrinement in Rauner. His fame is the true miracle of our times, and his example an inspiration for us all.
