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Now that I have spent two years here at Rutgers, I can say with confidence that one of the most eye-opening things for me in college has been witnessing the wide range of socioeconomic diversity. I come from an upper-middle class, 99 percent white, suburban town in Massachusetts. Growing up, I pitied myself for having to stay with my “crappy” iPhone 3, while all my friends had fancy iPhone 5s and grumbled when my parents handed me a Lenovo ThinkPad laptop from the 1990s to use as my own personal computer in high school.
We had to wait an extra week this year, but that makes it all the more worth it as college football kicks off today.It is one of the most exciting sports, where the unexpected becomes a reality and catches our eyes every Saturday night. Fans are in for yet another crazy season in the second year of the College Football Playoff.
Now more than ever, the transgender community is more visible on television and in social media, and yet more trans women are being murdered than ever before. Popular culture and media have opened a portal to a community that has not received enough attention in the past. There are currently five on-air TV shows bringing attention to the transgender community, “Pretty Little Liars,” “I Am Cait,” “I Am Jazz,” “Orange Is the New Black” and “Becoming Us.”
What is the function of journalism? For journalists, it is (supposed to be) to tell the truth; to inform citizens so that they can make better decisions; and as Bill Kovach and Tom Rosenstiel put it in The Elements of Journalism, “the principles and purpose of journalism are defined by … the function news plays in the lives of people.” Both journalists and consumers challenge these basic functions in an increasingly corporatized, sensationalist and spectacle-driven market.
Two weeks ago, brothers Scott and Steve Leader drunkenly decided to beat up a homeless man that they suspected was Latino.
It is that time of year again. It is time for sleepless nights and spikes in caffeine intake to cope with the crippling stress of the final exam season.
Saying goodbye to The Daily Targum is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.I knew the day was coming, but somehow the first week of February still managed to sneak up on me.
Somewhere, deep within Facebook’s graveyard of forgotten posts, there’s a picture of me, smiling, with a Targum in hand. Nothing in the background is distinguishable but Targums –– layers upon layers of Targums –– looking like waves of ink and paper ready to crash down on my unsuspecting body. It was taken on my 22nd birthday, after my roommates decided it would be funny to cover my entire side of the room with that day’s issues. Today, I look back at this picture and reflect on how perfectly it epitomizes my college career: At times, Targums flooded every nook and cranny of my life, but somehow, I didn’t drown. Instead, I look back, smiling.
War and terror are among us, but here in America, terrorism is not terrorism when the antagonist wears a blue uniform and a badge.
Exactly one month from today, I will begrudgingly tote a slew of belongings down to Charles de Gaulle. I will hoist my suitcases onto a conveyor belt and watch them disappear. My passport will be glanced over by an overwhelmingly disinterested Frenchman. I will feel a pang of melancholy as I pass by gaudy souvenir shops and the in-airport Ladurée.
Graduation is eighteen days away. I will receive my Bachelor of Arts in Latino and Hispanic Caribbean Studies (LHCS), and I will leave the department that helped me grow, learn, care, heal and love in ways that no other department could have done. Yet, I am leaving in a time when our department is being threatened. Will they combine our department with Africana Studies, Comparative Literature, AMESOL and Women & Gender Studies, and call this conglomeration Ethnic Studies? Will they reduce our resources or our funding? Will they eventually move our department off of the New Brunswick campus, so that this branch of Rutgers can focus more on business and STEM fields, the money-makers?
If any historian needs a time capsule of China from fifteen years ago, that would be me. Immigrating to the U.S. at four years old, I was like an astronaut leaving Earth with a tiny suitcase from my past life — foods, movies and cultural values all frozen in the year of 2000.
In 1981, on the cusp of what we know today as the HIV/AIDS epidemic, change was already in the air. Born of Manhattan’s West Side, as a result of mass military discharges of gay and lesbian soldiers on the heels of World War II, and emulated most-notably thereafter in San Francisco, Boston and Chicago, densely-populated urban neighborhoods tenanted by gays and lesbians, dubbed “gayborhoods," were blossoming and thriving in record quantities across the country.
Democrats need to be “ready for Hillary” Since her announcement video, Hillary Clinton has become the most discussed person in politics.
This generation has an unabashed love for attention, and with social media at its prime, it’s no surprise. Got a new job? Make a status on Facebook. Tried a new hairstyle? Post a picture on Instagram. Bought a cute pair of shoes? Tweet about them. Everything posted online is posted for people to see it and give feedback.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.If you’re a sports fan — even a casual one — this few-week period is one that must be circled on your calendar. The NBA playoffs are underway, Major League Baseball is rolling, the NFL Draft is finally almost here and the most highly-anticipated boxing match in any twenty-something’s lifetime is just a week away.
When I was in elementary school, I remember reading about Martin Luther King Jr. being an American Baptist Minister. I remember Christopher Columbus being a Christian, and I remember Jewish people being the wealthiest in the nation. I remember the one sentence in the textbook that mentioned my religion.
When I was in eighth and ninth grade, Hillary Clinton was making her first bid for the presidency. On the brink of high school, I was full of big dreams for the future, and Clinton, at the time, represented the heights women could attain. When Barack Obama won the candidacy for the Democratic Party, I shifted my support to him just as Clinton did. I was convinced that having a minority in a position of power could only mean good things for my community and for minorities as a whole.
Recently, a group of doctors from across the country accused Dr. Mehmet Oz of the Doctor Oz television show of promoting products that do not have health benefits for the purpose of financial gain.
New Jerseyans take it slow on Sundays, especially when the weather gets nice. People bring their drop tops out of storage and go for a spin around the block, or down to the shore. But what if this wasn’t common? What if everyone decided to keep the cars in their garage, opt for a thinner set of wheels and set out on a bike ride?Ciclovia, an outdoor event that encourages movement, seeks to do just that.