What is the cost of speaking your mind in the NFL? In the case of Colin Kaepernick, the answer is shaping up to be millions of dollars. Four years ago, it was unthinkable to imagine that not a single NFL team would want Kaepernick.
During her speech at the College Media Association convention in New York City this past weekend, Ann Shoket, former editor in chief of Seventeen, emphasized the importance of honoring your childhood dreams and the limitless aspirations that you dream up sitting in your teenage bedroom.
This is the first year many Spectrum editors have seen a competitive Student Association e-board election.
Our paper made an inexcusable mistake on March 9. We printed an insensitive, transphobic slur that rightfully upset many students. I apologize profusely for the error; we made it out of ignorance and quickly corrected it online. But the damage remains in our printed paper.
I gave up a life of guaranteed stability to gamble on what is, to be fair, a bit of a pipe dream. And I’m sure I am not the only one.
I’m a huge fan of motivational, self-improvement advice. I’ve Googled “how to not be scatter-brained,” I highlight every day, I make lists for fun, save Pinterest articles about improving memory – it’s practically in my LinkedIn bio.
On any given day, I experience widespread, chronic pain that ranges from mild to debilitating. I have fibromyalgia: a medical condition characterized by chronic widespread muscle pain, heightened pain response to pressure, extreme fatigue, altered sleep, poor memory and impaired concentration
I can remember hating my body as far back as eight years old. I remember reading my mom’s diet books late at night in middle school. By age thirteen, I had tried South Beach, Atkins and Weight Watchers.
For a student, nothing is more frustrating than thinking you’re done with homework, or a project only to figure out you messed up and need to start over. After about a semester of reporting, this is exactly what happened with my article, “Isolated: International Students not Integrated.”
Whenever I told my peers that my mom is Dominican and that my dad is Nigerian, I received a mix of responses.
Melania Trump is featured on the cover of February’s Vanity Fair Mexico in diamonds – a must see. The First Lady is wearing diamond rings and bracelets and posed as if she is “eating” a bowl of stringed jewels like spaghetti. Inside the issue, there is another photo of Melania drinking a jewel-laced cocktail through a straw. Her cover photo is being criticized as insensitive and out of touch, coming at a tense time between Mexico and the United States.
On Sunday, I was one of roughly 100 people who gathered in Niagara Square to rally for transgender rights and protest President Donald Trump’s administration’s recent legislation on trans bathroom rights.
After the initial excitement of the election and the inauguration, it’s easy to let politics fade into the background of student life. At this point, Donald Trump is president. We can continue to protest or accept the election results.
It started with a cough – nothing out of the ordinary for someone with allergies and asthma. I brushed it off; I was not about to let a tickle in my throat foil my Saturday night plans.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” This is the exact moment that I thought my life was over.
I see white people downplaying black people’s experiences of oppression. I see white people ignoring blatant racism. I see white people having conversations about what is best for black people without a single black person at the table.
Every holiday has its critics. There are the Christmas scrooges who need to watch Elf and be kept under close surveillance.
It is a scary time for women in America. This alone speaks volumes, considering we still have the right to vote, to speak publicly, to work and to our own personhood.
Lately, I’ve been having trouble shaving. When I was a kid I used to watch a show called Family Matters (better known as the Steve Urkel show) every morning when I got ready for school.
I understand. We live in a time of fear. Anonymity is safe. And no one trusts the media. It’s discouraging for someone like me, who wants to be a journalist and who believes in the value of a free press. If we can’t tell your stories, how will people know them?
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