Opinion

The University of California is headed toward privatization. UC officials deny it, but recent data out of the University of California Office of the President (UCOP) reveal a different plan.

I am writing to request my objection to misquoting and misrepresentation in Jason Alpert’s “Peaceful Rally” piece from Tuesday.

It is unfortunate that anyone who reads Lena’s opinion piece [in Monday’s issue titled “Mayday”], without any prior knowledge of the Whole Earth Festival, might assume it is an event that is centered around vapid drug use.

It is hard to not get really cynical about the true workings that go on in the higher echelons of the UC administration. It is well documented that UC Regents use their position to gain filthy lucre at the expense of the students and the UC’s reputation as one of the best public education organizations in the world. The corruption runs deep.

I love the word faggot.

Because I write this column and work at the Internship and Career Center, people assume that I must have a super cool job lined up for when I graduate in June. Actually, I’m in the same boat as everybody else. I have no idea what I’m doing this summer or beyond that. I think the difference is that from my experiences, I’ve learned a lot of things about the job search process that most students don’t know about, and it’s given me some perspective for the uncertain future ahead.

In his last column, titled “I love the rich,” Rob Olson describes his fascination for the rich and seems shocked by the taxes paid by the richest. But he should be shocked by something else.

I am a fan of patriotism, but never at the expense of basic human decency.

Handouts and syllabi cover your bed. You can’t find your eraser under all the library books piled on your desk.

I am absolutely thrilled to finally write this column. As I imagine anyone who isn’t living in a cave in Afghanistan knows – actually, I bet those guys know too – Osama bin Laden is dead.

I like to eavesdrop when I’m sitting at the café pretending to get work done.

May has got to be one of the best months Davis has to offer. From Whole Earth Festival to houseboats, May is basically 31 days of debauchery. I think the only thing missing is a maypole, which, believe it or not, is actually a very old Pagan tradition to ensure fertility. I think it would be awesome if UC Davis were to install one in the middle of the quad, and we could just get stoned all month and wind ribbons around a giant phallus. If that’s not your idea of fun, check your pulse.