It’s impossible to check your social media without being bombarded by posts from various sites relating to your horoscope, your breakfast order, open letters to your best friends and thoughts you have while existing. Pieces like those have a place online. They’re entertaining and relatable, and are often thought provoking. There’s nothing wrong with writing…
Millennials are self-centered, addicted to their phones, have a false sense of society, are unaware of the political system and, my favorite, lazy. I’ve heard this my whole life. It usually comes from the direction of older generations, more specifically from those who don’t spend time or understand young people. The young people I…
Calls of “four more years†for presidents on a re-election campaign are fairly common, but I’ve yet to see someone begin a “six more years†chant at a university. I don’t blame them, the Ph.D isn’t for most people. For most, I’d imagine, 17-or-so years of education can leave you burned out and wanting…
If you wanted to meet for lunch on May 23, I can’t.  I have plans.  I’m going to roll myself out of bed that day after my college graduation, pack my fuzzy blanket, wine glasses, coffee pot and books into my car, and move out of my house in Eastward Look.  As…
It’s safe to say I wouldn’t be where I am today without the Cigar. It sounds trite, like the usual moral spouted off at the end of an 80’s movie. It’s true, though. I was told from the start that the only first-hand experience I would get in journalism would be at the Cigar….
To wax poetic on the absurdity of stipend review is preaching to the choir. Everyone who has experienced it knows its flaws and those who have read this newspaper know the various failures of the review process. However, even with the repeated stories and pieces we have published in this newspaper, stipend review continues to…
Sometimes when I learn something in a class or in a lecture that I would otherwise not know, or a professor shows general interest in my own life, or when a class is functioning perfectly, I forget my role at the University of Rhode Island. In that moment, I am too grateful for my…
On Jan. 31, 12 strangers and I met in Paris to catch a connecting flight to Rabat, Morocco. Tired and afraid of what may be ahead, we made cordial introductions as we waited to board the plane. We were all from different American universities and came together to participate in the School for International…
The other night my roommate told me he wasn’t rooting for the Golden State Warriors to break the record for the best record ever in an NBA season. I knew he was wrong for rooting against them, but at the time, I couldn’t come up with a decent argument. But, now I have. I’m writing…
This is the last installment of a semester-long series that documents my exploration of faith on the University of Rhode Island campus. The goal is to sit down with every religious community on campus and learn about their religion and community. I started this series in the beginning of the semester for one reason: I…