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I give our government the benefit of the doubt on these classifications because there are often consequences to certain classifications. When I read this, I thought it referenced the Taliban (Maybe it did and the question was edited. Whatever.). The Taliban was the de facto government of Afghanistan. As such, the Taliban was not a terrorist group, I suppose, according to the laws of our Congress and the classifications we use for such purposes.My point is that the semantics (terrorists? evil fundamentalists? cruel fanatics? bad rebels? 'armed insurgency'?) are the crux of Fox's manufactured outrage, apparently.Who cares what the The Taliban or ISIS are called?Answer: Only people who think that, somehow, this President thinks they are "just good folks with bad public relations."What is more important than what this group is called is the fact that the US had been fighting a war against the Taliban since 2001 -- six years of which war have been led by President Obama. We have also been bombing and fighting ISIS.Seriously, what does it matter what TERM the Administration uses to describe the Taliban or ISIS?I would LOVE for an explanation as to why the TERM matters.This "story," ginned up by Fox, reeks of the kind of conservative slant which rails at the President for not declaring the shootings and murders by Major Nidal Hasan to be acts of terrorism. What these ignorant blowhards do not seem to grasp is that, because the events happened on a military base between military personnel, the prosecution of Major Hasan falls under the Uniform Code of Military Justice (UCMJ). The UCMJ does not have ANY provisions for terrorism. The Pentagon has argued that charging Hasan with terrorism is not possible within military justice and that even having the government classify the shootings as terrorism would harm the ability of the military prosecutors to sustain a guilty verdict against Hasan. The President cannot overstep his authority or the military procedure enacted by law -- and, if he did so regularly, you could expect Fox and its fellow travelers to excoriate him for THAT.Military law expert Scott L. Silliman says the answer is simple - because the Uniform Code of Military Justice does not have a punitive article for "terrorism.""They really didn't have an option," says Silliman, director emeritus of Duke University's Center on Law, Ethics and National Security in Durham, N.C. "He was an active-duty officer. The crime occurred on a military installation. … It was obvious he was going to face a court-martial." http://tucson.com/.../article_be513c51-a35d-5b4f-b3a0...

For me, a huge amount of the "Yale experience" had to to with just being female, because I arrived there during a period of transition. Yale went coed in 1969, so when I entered in 1973, that first coeducated class had just graduated. The male-to-female ratio in my class was 2:1; in the class before, 3:1; in the class before, 4:1... you get the picture. (The ratio eventually normalized, and these days Yale tends to enroll classes that have a few more women than men.)Having said that, I always felt welcome and valued at Yale. In April 1973 when I got the fat envelopes from Yale, Harvard, and four other schools, I struggled to choose. But Yale made it easier for me: after I was accepted, they recruited me. I started getting calls and notes (yes, this was before email, yo) from students and alumni in the Baltimore area, asking if I had any questions, inviting me to a reception for admitted students, even checking to see if I needed a ride to the reception. Harvard didn't lift a finger after accepting me -- they just assumed I would come.So I went over to the Yale reception to see what was up. When I got there I found myself in a roomful of very smart people who were also funny, relaxed, and engaging -- in a word, cool. I wanted to be like them. My decision became easier.At any great university it's possible for a few students to take a class from the guy (or woman) whose name is on the book, but at Yale they make a point of teaching undergraduates. I was interested in American history and Yale was the place where C. Vann Woodward and John Morton Blum taught American history. I was interested in cinema and Yale was where Annette Insdorf taught the French New Wave. I was interested in architecture and Yale was the place I could take an undergraduate survey class in architecture from Vincent Scully. Richard Brodhead, now the President of Duke University, was a young English instructor, renowned among his students as "Godhead" for being such a great teacher. I was interested in so many things, and Yale was a smorgasbord of the absolute best in liberal arts education. The President of Yale was Kingman Brewster, an icon of free expression and freedom of conscience in academia. The Chaplain was the Rev. William Sloane Coffin, himself an icon of progressive Christianity and the antiwar movement, and one of the greatest preachers I've ever heard.New Haven was tough in those days. The campus area was reasonably safebut people were routinely mugged a few blocks off campus. I lived oncampus the whole time, and never personally experienced any danger that Iwas aware of.Yale undergraduates are assigned to 12 residential colleges -- similar, I think, to the Harvard houses but a little different from the Caltech houses, because of the recruitment factor. The assignments were not wholly random. Perhaps six or eight colleges in any year would offer special double-credit seminars in different subject areas to freshmen, which we had to apply for since they were limited to twelve students each. These were called Early Concentration courses. I applied for and was accepted to the EC History course in 1973-74, which was 20th century US history. That seminar was hosted in Silliman College, named after Benjamin Silliman, class of 1796, who was a pioneer of geology and was the first person to distill petroleum. So I became a Sillimander. Silliman College partakes of a venerable rivalry with neighboring Timothy Dwight College every spring for the Tang Cup, a beer-drinking competition (not for volume, but for speed). As the big day approached you could sometimes see the team members practicing in the dining hall with glasses of chocolate milk.I eventually decided to major in American Studies, which allowed me to indulge my taste for history, fiction, cinema, and even a seminar in the history of American conservative politics. When the time came to write my senior essay (we didn't call it a "thesis"), I decided I wanted to investigate the Black Sox scandal of 1919. But I needed a faculty advisor. So I called up the most notorious baseball fan on the Yale faculty, a guy named A. Bartlett Giamatti, who taught Renaissance literature, and whom I had never met, and asked him if he would advise my essay. He said, "I don't know anything about the Black Sox." I said, "Neither do I -- that's why I want to do this paper." He agreed.A few weeks later he was the President of Yale. I offered to let him off the hook, but he refused. He said it would be good for him to have this continuing obligation. So for a whole semester I would trot up Hillhouse Avenue to the President's house every couple of weeks and sit down with Bart to go over my progress. I can even claim to have met Paul and Marcus Giamatti when they were little boys, and would run in and out when Bart and I were talking.[Aside: A few months later I went to work for Major League Baseball. About seven years after that, Bart was elected President of the National League. Three years after that, just as I was preparing to leave MLB, Bart was elected Commissioner, and six months after that (which he spent almost entirely grappling with Pete Rose's gambling problem), he was dead of a massive heart attack. I'll always blame Pete Rose for Bart's untimely death. I can't help it.]Yale offered an enormous selection of extracurricular activities, including over a dozen a cappella singing groups (the Whiffenpoofs being the most famous); the Yale University "Precision" Marching Band, creators of the world famous "Face of God" formation; the Yale Daily News and dozens of other publications, 40 or 50 intramural sports plus more varsity programs than any other school in the Ivy League. I was a varsity debater with a sub-specialty in humorous topics (e.g. "Resolved: It's what's up front that counts." Most of you are, I think, too young to recognize that.) There was something for everyone. I also co-founded the Yale Political Journal with a few friends, and we published it for several years, although we didn't do a good enough job recruiting underclassmen to join us, and it eventually died.The physical plant was much shabbier then than it is today. I went back a couple of years ago after more than 20 years away, and was blown away by the changes. But my favorite place to get a hot tuna grinder, Yorkside Pizza, was still there, and apparently untouched by time.Almost 40 years after I first laid eyes on Yale, I look back on those years with great warmth. My closest friends in the world -- including my husband -- are people I met at Yale. It changed my life. I was a suburban kid from Baltimore County, Maryland, the granddaughter of immigrants and the first in my line to go to college. I wish I'd been a little more socially aware and sophisticated before I arrived, and more disciplined about taking advantage of more of the opportunities. But Yale is an amazing place, and I feel so privileged to have been there.I'd love to hear what a more recent alumna/us might have to say about it.