Column: And the Long goes to...
Ah, Hollywood. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. As I've mentioned before, I'd like to write in L.A. and carve out a niche for myself down there somewhere in the near/distant future. So, of course, I watched the Academy Awards so I can be hip to all that goes down. I was impressed by the Oscars this year, in that they weren't the most boring they've ever been. Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin snubbing George Clooney was more fun than watching Wolverine sing songs and tap dance, and The Hurt Locker was a pretty good film. (I liked A Serious Man and Inglourious Basterds better, but not everyone has such exquisite taste.)
Column: Catholic schoolgirls rule
If someone told me that I couldn't defeat the Jabberwocky to save some opium-induced fantasy world, I wouldn't believe it. That's because I survived Catholic school. After that, taking out a Jabberwocky would surely be a cakewalk. I probably did miss out on the typical high school experience by opting to go to school with 700 chicks and flurries of Hail Marys, but Catholic school - like most things in life - had its moments. I shall never forget being told off for showing cleavage because the top button on my Oxford shirt wasn't buttoned.
Editorial: Day of Action
Protest successful
Students and members of the community criticized methods used in last week's Mar. 4 protest, such as blocking bus terminals and pulling fire alarms. Yet, these disturbances should not overshadow the purpose of the protest to restore funding to higher education. In fact, it was the protestors' ability to cause this discomfort that made the protest a success. In causing so much disruption, protestors intended to force a response from people in power, such as state legislators or UC regents. Even though we do not support breaking the law and endangering lives, attempting to block a freeway is one action that officials cannot ignore.
Column: Feminism is for everyone
People sometimes get the impression that feminism at its foundation means hating white, heterosexual men. I've discussed before how the patriarchal structure of our society tends to favor people with these characteristics over those without them. Unfortunately, with this tiny bit of misinformation, people then draw the conclusion that I have it out for straight, white men in general. This is wrong. I happen to be in a long-term relationship with a straight, white man. Many beloved friends and family members of mine are straight, white men. My problem is not with individuals, but with a system that benefits them at the expense of others.
Column: Don't do it
College living situations are never perfect. For example, I thought the dorms would be the greatest thing to ever happen to me. My meals were cooked by NOT me, I'd be on campus and I'd meet lots of cool people to do lots of cool things with.
Column: Medium rare
This week's column is dedicated to all the males that roam this Earth, especially you Aggies. So enjoy, boys!
Column: Just grow up
They used to call me Bug Girl. In elementary school, I ran around at recess catching ladybugs in sandwich-baggies and poking grasshoppers with sticks. I used to go out in the backyard and catch bees in old pickle jars. Heck, I even had pet African millipedes - the black, coiled creatures that tickle as they crawl up your arm.
Column: AK-47s and mindfulness
It's 90 degrees outside (a cool evening, according to locals), pitch black and I'm sweating like an excited, yet confused dog. I'm ambling along with my family in tow in Ahvaz, Iran, which is in the Khuzestan province. I'm 15 years old, just young enough to dodge the mandatory draft. There was hot desert dirt as far as the eye could see and it was eerily silent. We planned on taking a short stroll to visit our cousin who lived down the road.
Column: Hearts and minds
The wave of March 4 student protests have come and gone, and what a spectacle they were. I joined a group of protestors at one point to see what the commotion was all about; I really just wanted to hear what they had to say.
