This column is part of a weekly installment about sex, dating and relationships. Veronica Smart is a pen name for a sex-positive feminist at the University of Rhode Island, who asked to keep her identity private. Veronica answers questions, too. Forward yours to uricigar@gmail.com. Let’s do some math. Take your age and halve it,…
What if I said that you could travel the world in four weeks? How about travel the world in four weeks without ever having to leave Rhode Island? Over the summer, I did that
If you asked my high school self if I would join a sorority in college, my answer would be, “No way in hell.” I’m not a typical “sorority girl” in any sense of the word. I have thick, curly hair, I’m not skinny, preppy or a partier. I’d rather wear black over pink, get covered…
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…