Kultur 10, Carolyn Kodis

Man, those Germans really do know how to celebrate Father's Day.  If I'm lucky, my dad and I will go fishing, but that usually doesn't happen.  However, this German celebration does remind me of a "holiday" that recently occurred.  I write for the Michigan Daily, and twice a year, we have elections for editor-in-chief (the election held in October is for the regular EIC who runs the paper for the school year, the election in March is for the summer EIC).  Regardless of which election it is, precedent has it that these elections will run 9-10 hours.  So how do we pass the time and keep our sanity?  By bringing and drinking excessive amounts of alcohol.  (Not me, I choose to stay sober for these elections.  Who wants to stumble home at three in the morning when it's already as dangerous as it is?)  Like the Germans, somehow my fellow writers are able to remain courteous to the poor candidates standing at the front of the room, answering question after question.  But on the occasion that we do get a break, the newsroom does become quite rowdy.  Luckily, the police have not been sent to tend to us.