There are several arguments as to why Jones should not be included in the greatest of all time (G.O.A.T.) discussion.
We live in a time where not existing on social media can lead us to be completely disconnected from what is happening around us. Most of the time, what connects people are similarities in what they consume online, and with how common social media use is now, this happens to be more common in children.
On May 1 2024, a group of UB students and community members gathered on campus to demand that UB end any investments in direct or indirect support of the Gaza genocide. Rather than talking with them, UB President Satish K. Tripathi assembled a posse of heavily armed and armored officers from UB and several suburban police departments and directed them to end the protest.
Maybe you’re on social media, maybe you’re last-minute grocery shopping, or maybe you’re one of the millions of people secretly scouring the depths of Wattpad or Archive of Our Own (AO3) for that 200,000-word Dramione fanfiction.
The other day, I was driving around with my little cousins in the backseat, when one of them asked me: “Who’s your best friend?” It seemed silly to me, but it's a very serious question to be answered for a ten year old.
In high school, my teachers constantly told me that college would be strict. Everything was supposed to be about discipline, about preparing for a future in the working world where rules were rigid and expectations were high. But here’s the thing: no one tells you that college is the exact opposite of that.
Growing up, I always thought that there was only one path. You go to high school, then continue onto college. Then, if you’re fortunate enough, start work in a career of your choice and make a bunch of money. Not once when I thought about the aforementioned timeline did I think about the struggles that may come before reaching that dream career.
Tripathi and Weber need to resign now. The UB President and Provost are either too incompetent or too lazy to continue to lead the University at Buffalo. This is clear, after recent results of the CAS faculty confidence vote showing a majority do not have confidence in Tripathi nor Weber. The atrocious mishandling of recent protests on campus only proves this point further.
"We write as members of the Law School faculty concerning the Faculty Senate’s call, in its May 7 resolution, for 'the University to request that all charges against the demonstrators be dropped' in connection with the May 1 police action on our campus."
Since The Spectrum’s founding in 1950 as UB’s independent student news publication, thousands of students have come and gone. But a few things remain the same.
I invite you to find a place here in Buffalo where you can write your story — and if you have a little extra time, maybe you can join us in writing everyone else’s. It’s a lot of work, and a lot of responsibility, but it’s an honor. 74 years of Spectrum reporters agree.
I’m going to miss all the inside jokes, all the arguments over how to phrase something, all the group hangouts, all the office decorations, all the massive FOIL requests, and making fun of Faculty Advisor Matt Parrino. Saying goodbye is so much harder when you don’t have another year ahead of you.
Instead of attempting some cliché introduction, I’ll get straight to the point: The Spectrum is amazing. And when I say The Spectrum, I mean all of it: the publication itself, its history, its staff and alumni, its office (and the decorations on the walls), and the impact it has on this campus.
My story of how I joined The Spectrum isn’t exciting or funny or interesting. It changed my life anyway.
“I’ve got the writing bug,” is what I said a few weeks into my time as an editor. I couldn’t stop pursuing stories and writing articles for The Spectrum.
If you told me three years ago that I would be an editor at The Spectrum, I would not have believed you. Going into my sophomore year, I felt disoriented. I was beginning a new major and readjusting to life after the pandemic lockdown.
So maybe I was wrong. Maybe I am a journalist. But more importantly, I found a family of wonderful, silly people who pulled me out of my shell and gave me a home. And I will be forever grateful to them.
Hello, I’m Rachel. Unless you read my one eclipse article or my unserious quips in the Spec Recs, you didn’t read what I had to say, but if you subscribed to the newsletter, you definitely saw it.
"President Tripathi has not seen fit even to mention this assault, much less apologize for it. The UB community needs to think hard about the precedent he has set."
With each instance that I went headphones-free, I grew fond of the observations and the details that I became perceptive to which enabled me to continue music-free walks.
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