This is a response to the Letter to the Editor provided to us last week: while I may not agree with your consistent reference to the Wizard of Oz, I wholehearted agree with your disposition against the Registrar.
Posts published in “Opinion”
For yet another week, my efforts to visit the establishment which I have been craving go unfulfilled due to a combination of my own schedule and hours that don’t exactly line up with co-op.
I met Stephen Hawking in the summer of 1990, when I spent five days in northern Sweden at a conference attended by 30 or so leading cosmologists.
With the advent of music streaming services such as Spotify and Google Play Music All Access, companies saw fit to forgo high-bitrate audio files in favor of lossy 256- and 320-kbps MP3s to conserve users’ mobile bandwidth and allow for less buffering time.
Stevens is changing the way I think about entrepreneurship.
I am still very apprehensive about entrepreneurs and their startup businesses. I just hate the risk involved and the uncertainty moving forward with a startup.
If you’re interested in reading something spooky about Stevens, put this paper down and go find last week’s issue of The Stute.
I am always looking to enjoy new games and figure out what makes them fun. Evolve caught my eye for the first time at the last PAX EAST, not only because of its giant monster (later known as “Goliath”), but also because of the endless line of attendees ready to give the game a shot.
Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you had no idea what to do or where to go? If you haven’t, then you are an android and I bow down to you.
Inequality. What does it mean to you? For many, this evokes images of discrimination, bias, and injustice. Indeed, our very Declaration of Independence boldly proclaims that “…all men are created equal” and thus, in American society, inequality has come to acquire a very negative connotation, and is something we are taught to shun and instinctively despise.
Sunday morning. The inevitable ritual that actually takes place somewhere around noon and the early afternoon. Upperclassmen typically wake up somewhere in the neighborhood of noon at what can be best described by a deep yearning need for food.