Time to pop the cork and let the tears flow
by Claire Nunez
Something my friends, family, professors— really anyone that has ever met me-- has told me is that I am not the best with my emotions. It’s not like I am a sobbing mess all the time, or punching walls; I’m the complete opposite. I keep everything cloistered within me. The inside of my brain is just filled with bottles and bottles of emotions, just lined up against the wall. They have always been there, all neat and tidy—until now.
Good thing the paper won’t HUSH them up
by Reyna Wang
Ear Wax Editor
the film, I’ll recount this story how I saw it, and let’s be real--there is no way of presenting information.A day after the Fordham screening of the new documentary HUSH, which claims to be a “liberating conversation about abortion and women’s health,” this headline surfaces on studentsforlife.org: “Another Catholic University Fails its Pro-Life Students.” Unsurprisingly enough, it contains an email from the speaker at the screening, Eve Silver, that spews more than a few lies about what really happened at the documentary screening. As a participant in the peaceful demonstration organized by FSU, SAGES, and Women’s Empowerment as well as an attentive viewer of the film, I’ll recount this story how I saw it, and let’s be real--there is no way of presenting information.
Snapfilters reinforce unrealistic beauty standards
by Colleen Burns
Features & Lists Co-Editor
Since its creation in September 2011, I believed that Snapchat was the most revolutionary form of social media because it does not conform to the like-crazed, follower obsessive, fake happiness performing platforms of many other popular social media sites. For example, Snapchat does not instigate social competition over the number of friends, likes, views, retweets, or shares a user receives because it simply is not designed in the same way as Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter. As a user of Snapchat, only I know how many friends I have, and only I know how many people have viewed my Snapstory.
Binge drinking: always better in theory, also when no one is fighting
by Christopher Jeske
Staff Blue Goose
Weeks ago, I sat alone in my room, perusing Craigslist in search of a third roommate in hopes of lowering the housing fee on my tuition. In a startling burst, the door flew open, and my roommate Michael entered, visibly excited. “Yo, bro. We’re going out tonight.” I began to sweat profusely. I should say, I continued to sweat profusely. Since entering my air condition-less room on the first day, I had been as slick as the catastrophic 2010 BP oil spill. I was filled with dread.
No activity is too mundane or routine for street harrassment
by Meredith McLaughlin
Staff Marathon Winner
Every other day, the mid distance squad of the track team does a five mile run through the Bronx. A little while ago we took the “scenic” route through a park, and as we were heading back we had to go under this bridge. I’m not the best runner, so I was a few feet behind the rest of the group as we’re running, and as we passed under the bridge a guy who was walking past stopped and whistled at us. I turned to look at him (because I love taking the bait and being a moron) and to be honest there’s nothing more unsettling than a middle aged man whose face is cloaked in darkness whistling at you while you pass him under a bridge.
Guess what? Donald Trump is a pig but this isn't surprising
by Rachel Poe
Features and Lists Co-Editor
When I originally started writing this, I was going to compare Donald Trump to this kid who was in my biology class in 10th grade that would try to cheat off my labs and, when I called him out on it, told me to go make him a sandwich and that women only belonged in the kitchen. Back then I was disgusted that some boy thought that he was better than me even though I was clearly the more competent one in this situation. It was frustrating but luckily I had enough self-respect that I didn’t let it get to me, nor did I let him get away with it. I told him off then promptly ignored him for the rest of the year. (I’m pretty sure that he ended up failing the class and getting expelled so joke’s on him anyways.)