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Let’s get this out in the open. Politicians and interest groups have destroyed America’s democratic principles. With noisy, crass and predictable campaigns that focus more on ripping into one’s opponents rather than improving the lives of everyday Americans, today’s candidates have no grasp on what it means to run for public office.
We all know that college kids, at first glance, may not be the smartest tools in the shed. We eat eight boxes of pizza at night, make completely horrendous excuses for not going to class — and when we do go, our minds are able to be occupied with hours and hours of BuzzFeed posts and remixes of the meow cat song.
Let's be honest, it has been a rough couple of decades for the Rutgers men's basketball team. It has now been 25 years since the team made the NCAA Tournament, also known as "March Madness."
Eat your veggies, finish your fruit and don’t eat too many desserts. I’m sure we’ve all had our moms nag us about this before, and I’m sure most of us have had the food pyramid drilled into our brains in elementary school.
Back again, with this bitter cold we welcome the spring semester. For so many people, Winter Break symbolizes a major holiday season with day after day of family gatherings and different interactions with family members.
Through careful observation of my Facebook newsfeed and countless conversations with my friends, a lot of us agreed that 2015 sucked and we’re just hoping that 2016 redeems itself from the past struggle boat that was 2015.
Throughout our media, social or otherwise, the heralded winner of Sunday night’s Democratic Party debate was Sen. Bernie Sanders (I-Vt.) by far. He managed to dominate over Gov. Martin O’Malley (D-Md.) and former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, defending himself against her campaign’s increasingly desperate and unfounded attacks. And by desperate, I mean her daughter Chelsea’s recent accusation that Sanders, who voted for and pushed for the so-called "public option" that President Obama eventually dropped, wants to dismantle the Affordable Care Act entirely.
In case you have been living under a rock for the last week, Rutgers Athletics has undergone a major overhaul.
“I love the Muslims,” said Donald Trump on CNN in September. It almost broke my heart, then, when I read on Monday night that Trump is now calling for a “total and complete shutdown of all Muslims entering the United States.”
Almost half of the nation's governors have promised to block Syrian refugees from settling in their states since the Nov. 13 terrorist attacks in Paris, which ISIS took credit for. One of the cited reasons for these statements is a Syrian passport that was discovered near one of the suicide bombers. Although official validation of its authenticity or ownership has yet to be confirmed, many of these governors stated that the federal government failed to give more transparency on the resettlement of Syrian refugees, and this means they need to take necessary measures in order to protect their citizens.
As you know, finals and deadlines for an array of projects, applications, theses and so forth are fast approaching. Too fast, I’m certain. So with all of these responsibilities and commitments swirling around us, let me remind all of you: You are not your grades. Your worth as a person can’t be determined by how well you perform on your exams, if your department grants you honors or if you graduate on time. Not everyone will care about your GPA a decade, or a century from now.
The rise of Caitlyn Jenner has unquestionably prompted a dialogue about gender identity that too often falls by the wayside.But what is questionable is her devotion to so-called “advocacy” amidst ties to a party that would sooner see her disenfranchised than facilitating any sort of real civic engagement or collective action.
I remember being 12 years old the first time I noticed getting unwanted attention from men. I never had any particularly bad teen years, but I was at an awkward age. I still wanted to be a kid, play games and not worry about boys. My body, however, had different plans, and with my period came budding breasts. Then came the looks and the catcalls. Time was up, almost like a rite of passage into adulthood, I had to learn how to deal with whistles and random men grabbing my ass.
It is a sad state of affairs in our country. Three hundred and fifty-three mass shootings to date and still no practical solution at hand. What is one to make of this violence in a society where we pride ourselves on being the exception in a world of barbarity?
Since he bulldozed into the Republican primary race back in June, Donald Trump has defied every political norm and tradition.
With two months to go before the Iowa caucus, the Republican Party is stuck in a mire, unsure of an identity or a legitimate candidate to support.
As part of my journey for spiritual renewal, I searched for answers through various conversations I had with queer people of color who have struggled with their queerness and growing up in Christian households.
I was scrolling though my Tumblr the other day, yet I can’t remember which day exactly because I’m on Tumblr nearly every day, to be honest. Right after Halloween, I was noticing all these memes making fun of the holiday rhythms of U.S. popular culture. It seems like we reach a holiday high at Halloween, and then we fall back into a lull of sorts until the Christmas season, only punctuated by engorging ourselves on Thanksgiving.
This past Wednesday, I attended a discussion about being a woman in philosophy, presented by the Department of Philosophy here on campus. While making my way to the fifth floor of the Gateway Transit Building, I tried to gather some sense on what exactly the problem was with gender inequality, and more importantly, how to be an ally. A short ring and a few steps later, I was seated in a room of at least 15 people, most of whom were female graduate philosophy students, others were mostly female undergraduate students and the rest were faculty.
Country music has always been my favorite genre, there’s a song and artist for every mood and feeling you might be having. I have a lot of family in the South and have spent a lot of time on farms during my equestrian career, so I pretty much grew up on country. Just this last summer I went on a road trip to Nashville, Tennessee, a place very close to my heart. It was an eye-opening experience that made me love and appreciate country music that much more.