A Letter to My Two Older Brothers Who Might Be Football Players And Much More Than You Could Ever Imagine But Not In A Good Way

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I’m so curious about what kind of person reads The Thrill voluntarily. I completely understand if you were making your way to the adult site The Thrills and accidentally stumbled across this monstrosity. Maybe you were trying to get the Collegian and just forgot their name. Or, maybe you got here on purpose, which begs the question, what kind of person are you? I don’t know how much I can write about older brothers who might be football players, so I’m going to just cram the material I had for five articles into this one over the next ten minutes and we’ll see what happens. 

A little family history: My great grandfather, Edvard Manning, was in the battle of Blenheim and was the only casualty on the German side because he misread the smoke signal as charge instead of retreat. Mannings have a tendency to charge when they should be retreating. Even when we try to do what’s right, we end up causing more casualties. Here are a few examples:

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Writing Kenyon Twitter Poetry

There’s a bot for everything these days, and I was delighted to discover this week that someone much more technically savvy than I developed a bot that can scan any Twitter account and write a sonnet with its tweets. I took it for a spin to see how many English majors it could outdo.

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What if We Kissed In the COVID Testing Pods?

Yeah, there’s really no way to ease into this. With Covid, and masks, and trying your darndest NOT to spread germs, it’s gotten difficult (neigh, impossible) to do the smoochy smooch with another person. One could say that a lot of people on campus at this very moment are touch starved. Do not fret! I have the perfect solution to our collective struggle: the Covid testing pods.

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