To those offended by Isaiah Bailey's poem:
By admin | March 5, 2010Quite frankly, Tiffani Lewis-Lockheart, you chose to make your response article a personal attack; your efforts to mask disdain are fairly thin.
Quite frankly, Tiffani Lewis-Lockheart, you chose to make your response article a personal attack; your efforts to mask disdain are fairly thin.
Have I ever been asked if I was an athlete? Yes. But believe me, there was no evident reason for doing so, other than me being a black male at this university.
I think everybody wants to believe in something. Whether it's a god or people or nature doesn't necessarily matter.
Listen, Bill, there is some sunshine when she's gone. Having said that, I agree with the notion, the feeling, the sentiment and your choice of background music.
When a difficult test is coming up in a particular class, the scenario is always the same: You and your fellow classmates are speckled across various locations conducive to studying on campus, with books spread out and eyes anchored down to pages. You run into each other, grunting the awkward "Hey," and sometimes (when there is a spare millisecond of time) even getting so personal with each other as to inquire about respective feelings pertaining to the coming exam.
So, you're on Facebook and you check your News Feed: Your best friend "had the BEST night everrrr & hearts," your roommate "is now friends with Barack Obama," and your lab partner "just became a fan of Macaroni and Cheese" - you know, nothing out of the ordinary. Then, you check your friend requests, and you are stunned to see your grandma's beautiful face on the computer screen.
Walking to class at 7:30 a.m. can be a pretty solitary experience. It's often cold (especially this winter), and usually the only other humans we see are a few class-goers.
When I decided to write a response to last week's "poem" I had to keep in mind not to make it something personal against the author Isaiah Bailey.
I applaud U.S. Sen. Jim Bunning. Not because he held up $10 billion from the unemployed. Not because he stood up to the Democrats.
Universities are places where everyone shares, or should share, at least one common objective: to learn.
After finally getting around to reading "Guyland," what can I say about Kimmel's assertions except that they are confusing?
Love. What does it really mean? The word is tossed to and fro like a baseball on a little-league field.
Since the beginning of time, people have been eating: apples, pears, TV dinners and frozen pizzas. We probably all started eating the same food - straight off a tree.
Not all of us are lucky enough to be enrolled in Ecology 200 for a small portion of our lives. As one of the lucky ones, I thought I'd share a few of the more interesting aspects of Charles Darwin's observations about various animal species with all those unlucky students who are missing out. First: the predator-prey dynamic.
Would you like to hear the truth, I know I do I write speaking the truth with experience as the proof UR!
With the study-abroad decision date just around the corner, many second-year students are anxiously waiting to hear which country they will live in, study and explore for at least four months of their lives. To me, studying abroad was living, but in much more than the conventional sense.
As the month of February comes to an end, it is important that we don't lose the spirit that comes with Black History Month. Carter G.
The most intriguing aspect of the word "minority" is the polar opposite connotations it can assume, depending on its context.
Ordinarily, I am supposed to focus on national, large-scale issues in my articles for The Collegian.
Two weekends ago, I had the extreme misfortune of taking care of an under-21 friend (I'll call him Fred) who had had too much to drink.