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Over the past three years that I have been a student at Rutgers, I have witnessed how little effort is put into trying to engage the New Brunswick community in conversations that ultimately affect them. To add insult to injury, there have been very few to no conversations about how the Rutgers community can contribute to the improvement, rather than regression, of the New Brunswick residents' lives. There are issues that the city’s members have been facing for years that have had very little support from the University. What kind of revolutionary university does not take part in the conversations happening at the larger city-wide level?
The other day I was sitting on my bed pretending I was a philosophy major and decided to contemplate art. I looked briefly at the posters surrounding my wall, and upon noticing the meager collection, decided it would be more suitable for me to head over to the fine institution that is the Zimmerli Art Museum.
It’s hard to believe that it has been 15 years already — 15 years since the most devastating attack in our country’s recent history. Fifteen years of drawn-out conflict, misery and pain.
Just last week I left the United States for the first time in my life to study abroad in the United Kingdom at City, University of London. Leaving behind the comfort of home, friends and the part of the world that I know so well to travel alone to another country was surreal. I embraced this uncertainty, though, and walked away from my family at airport security with the strange, mixed feeling of both sadness and excitement buzzing from my head to my step. I knew I would miss my life so much, this was certain — I had spent the entire week prior to my Sept. 12 takeoff considering the more than three months I knew I would not be seeing my loved ones, Wawa or even New Jersey. But I also knew I was about to embark on something that was bound to be life. I walked away from what I knew for once in my life and I felt so ready for my journey.
Human history is a history of empires. Ancient China, for example, had perhaps the earliest form of empire around 2,000 B.C. The Xia Dynasty was the first in a long-line of dynasties where warlords fought to command and control territory and centralize political power. The famous military strategist and philosopher Sun Tzu wrote his seminal treatise, "The Art of War," to instruct the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty on how best to maintain and gain control of hostile lands.
As Green Party presidential nominee Jill Stein toured our campus this past weekend, many were overwhelmed with feelings of righteous anger, fear, confusion and denial in regards to the upcoming 2016 presidential election. The election seems more of an option-less formality, rather than an important juncture of democracy. After all, how can Democrats be trusted when wealth always seems to travel to the top, wars and interference abroad continue with no end (let us not forget Democratic nominee Hillary Clinton’s hawkish international relations policies) and social safety networks are ignored? What are the implications for the Middle East if another Clinton is there to take care of the same old business?
Clifford Joseph Harris Jr., globally known as T.I., is the self-titled “King of the South.” He is known to white mainstream radio for hits like “Live Your Life,” “Dead and Gone,” and of course, his guest feature of Justin Timberlake’s “My Love.” He is known to black America for a long compendium of anthems such as “Bring ‘Em Out” and “Top Back."
Tensions are rising and the scrutiny of the two major presidential candidates — Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump — are finally becoming reasonable in terms of the questions they are being asked on how they are going to address the current economic climate of the United States.
On Aug. 26, Colin Kaepernick took a knee to protest what he described as “bodies in the street and people getting paid leave and getting away with murder.” The decision was met by many with criticism, including Kaepernick’s own biological mother. However, around the country, his sentiment was echoed among teams such as the Kansas City Chiefs, the Miami Dolphins, the Denver Broncos and most recently even high school teams like the Auburn and Maury high schools. The trend comes as the latest installment in a conversation that has spanned more than two years since the 2014 shooting of Michael Brown: Are black individuals being knowingly and viciously executed for their race by police? The grassroots movement Black Lives Matter (BLM) has erupted, especially on college campuses, in a unified effort to resound in the affirmative. But BLM has a problem. Several, actually.
What does this Rutgers University sophomore have in common with Libertarian presidential candidate Gary Johnson? We both didn’t know what Aleppo was until last week. This is quite embarrassing for me, who only knew that the capital of Syria was Damascus (unlike The New York Times, ironically), but it was a massive blow to Gary Johnson’s campaign and the Libertarian movement in general.
It was early morning as I strode across campus surrounded by groggy students making their way to their 8 a.m. classes. The air was brisk and my shoes stomped upon crinkled yellow leaves indicative of the arrival of autumn. By the bus stop, a student was hunched over, her face distorted in pain. I stopped to ask her if she was feeling well and if she was in need of assistance. She was clearly sick so I advised her to go home. Appreciation flashed across her eyes but she shook her head, replying in a low tone, “I can’t. I have a chemistry lab today.” We spent a couple of minutes conversing and I tried to persuade her otherwise. She finally agreed to go and seek medical attention. We parted ways. My thoughts floated around the short interaction throughout the day.
Recent developments on the campaign trail have been nearly void of topics on policy, character evaluation and commentary on the state of things. Rather, the focus of the media has been on the notion of health and wellness. Not in the sense of the wellbeing of citizens or healthcare, but rather the health of our political candidates. During a 9/11 memorial service, it was reported by various news agencies that Democratic presidential nominee Hillary Clinton suffered some type of fatigue or illness-related fainting spell. Rumors spread of various diseases and conditions, including the infamous Martin Shkreli’s (popularly known as “Pharma Bro”) speculation about her having late-stage Parkinson’s Disease. In contrast, Republican presidential nominee Donald Trump was recalled as having excellent blood pressure and praised for possibly losing up to 15 pounds on the campaign trail, according to a Fox News opinions piece. The question at hand, however, is not what state of health our hopeful nominees are in, but why do we care so much about their wellness?
In any competition, somebody has to win. In some cases, more than one person does. Investing is like any other contest: There will be winners and losers, always. But the Efficient Markets Hypothesis (EMH) tells us that market prices reflect information, and that there’s no way to know more than the market does. And as true as that is, for EMH to work, someone has to introduce the new information into the market, someone has to be the first to know and someone has to win.
The newly elected president of the Philippines has come into Western media’s spotlight for his brash behavior and his strong handed “war on drugs” campaign and policies in order to clean up the Philippines. Many even call him the Philippines' Donald Trump. According to Rishi Iyengar’s Time article, President Rodrigo Duterte’s campaign has so far claimed more than 2,400 extrajudicial killings of alleged drug users and drug dealers since the start of his presidency over a month ago.
I am sitting at a desk in my dorm’s lounge, attempting to separate Jane Austen’s ironic and burlesque disposition from the actual naivety of Marianne Dashwood in "Sense and Sensibility," when I overhear my “men and women should be equal, but I’m not really a feminist” floor mate speaking to our male friend about why he “hates today’s feminists.” Disregarding the fact that this is the same male friend who points out to me how excessive the girl passing us on the street’s makeup is, while in the same breath reassuring me that he “doesn’t mind” mine, I begin to dwell upon what I, being a member of “today’s feminists,” have done so horribly wrong to offend him. His opinion is one that is common within contemporary society, but why?
The idea of what a non-traditional student is should be improved, because being a non-traditional student in other ways makes the path toward a four-year degree harder to get to the finish line. This is especially true of the institutions of higher education that are not doing enough to get them there.
I tend to use my column as a place to discuss my opinions on the constant progress of the digital world (hence the name Digital Canvas), more specifically social media and how it affects different kinds people, businesses and of course, our University. As millennials, social media is important. It drives us to do a lot of things and say a lot of things, so I always felt that my judgments on certain matters would certainly be relatable for those that still read newspapers and op-eds. But for my first article of my senior year, I want to use this space to reflect instead on the constant progress of Rutgers as a community and campus.
Blink, and you just might have missed that Republican presidential nominee Donald J. Trump is neck and neck against Democratic presidential nominee Hillary Clinton, according to some polls.
Have you ever been between the proverbial rock and a hard place? Where you are faced with two choices that are both equally displeasing, but you feel as if you have no way out? If you have not, the upcoming presidential election will give you your first look at being between a rock and a hard place.
There is something compelling about the act of witnessing. To locate oneself at the center and retell events through experienced snapshots gives one not only attention, but credibility. In that moment, we value the witnessing as a kind of truth-telling. In a court of law, there are particular criteria to qualify as a witness on the stand versus as an expert, for example. To conflate the witness with the expert would be an egregious error on behalf of any council to make, and yet as a society we seem to okay it as if these two terms can be synonymously exchanged.