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People often ask me what my definition of the word "feminism" is, as though it could have more than one. The definition of feminism, according to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, is the theory of political, economic and social equality of the sexes.
Editor's note: The Collegian allowed the following piece to be written anonymously at the request of the writer and because of what the editors agreed were special circumstances.
Journalists are a vital part of our citizenry. It’s journalists, after all, who provide the public with the information required to make intelligent decisions. Most of us, I’d wager, have neither the time nor means nor wherewithal to get all of our own news firsthand. Although I’m an ardent Apple loyalist, I imagine that I would have appreciated hearing about the exploding Samsung Note 7 epidemic from a news source before I had crispy fingers and had suddenly become hard of hearing.
At only 20 years old, I find it amusing that I can already say that I remember how different life was when I was younger. I got my first cell phone in ninth grade, and I still remember the days when my family all had a RAZR.
This past September, after Richmond students CC Carreras and Whitney Ralston went public about how they felt the university administration mishandled their sexual assault cases, there was a palpable outrage from students, faculty and alumni. Students were angry and incredulous. Parents were shocked and scared. Some alumni even vowed to discontinue their donations to the university. All the while, news and media outlets followed the scandal closely, interviewing students like myself about campus climate and student actions following so much outrage.
Let’s cut to the chase, folks: Upon reading the results of the presidential election, I, like many of my friends and acquaintances, was not a happy camper. Far, far from it, in fact.
On Tuesday, voters went to the polls and delivered a historic victory for president-elect Donald J. Trump and GOP candidates nationwide.
Comedy is an inhibitor that can be used to make people feel better about different aspects of life that may typically be difficult for us to confront. We’re human. We’re awkward. We don’t have all the answers.
First off, I want to thank those who have courageously shared their stories this past month and continue to work tirelessly toward creating a better Richmond. I am proud to attend a university where this sense of responsibility and level of activism is so clearly visible and vocal on many levels.
Halloween is near. I’m sure a lot of us are thinking about the costume we're going to wear and what other people will dress up as. On November 1, I always enjoy poking around the internet for pictures of the most interesting costumes from around the country. Based on what’s been in the media lately, I anticipate seeing a multitude of Suicide Squad characters, many presidential candidates, a score of mustachioed Ken Bones in impeccable scarlet sweaters, and a veritable legion of Harambes.
Let’s pretend for a second that the other things surrounding Donald Trump don’t matter: not the xenophobia, his refusal to release tax returns nor the lack of factual knowledge and preparation. None of it.
It’s no secret: liberal arts colleges are, well, liberal. Those leaning to the political left have controlled academia for years.
Following the recent events involving University of Richmond’s alleged mishandling of Title IX cases, I have been amazed by the unity of the student body in response to this horrible situation. Everyday, my phone is filled with messages from students who are part of Spiders Against Sexual Assault, a student initiative to combat the injustices allegedly committed by the university administration. It is heartwarming to see the passion our student body has and the actions they are taking to seek justice and change. I am proud to work with so many of my peers and will continue to do so until we see change.
“Judge in rape case: ‘Keep your knees together’”.
Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I walk across campus to my 8 a.m. class. And on Mondays and Wednesdays, most of my classmates do the same. On Fridays, however, our classroom is routinely only a little over half full.
Some days I feel very lucky to be a Spider, given the difficult road I continue to navigate as a first-generation college student.
The recent “welcome letter” by the University of Chicago revisited the matter of trigger warnings and safe spaces on college campuses, a subject touched upon by WC sophomore Maddie Bright last year.
Let's imagine that you leave your residence hall one morning, the warm glow of the late summer sun on your cheeks. As you make your way to class, the first thing you see is a pack of fellow students doing the same. But, wait...what do they have in their hands? Clamps? Plugs? Are they seriously lugging around adult toys? Those can't possibly be class-related -- unless there's some brand-new Wellness Plus 2 course you haven't heard about. What do you do?