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By Jessica Arndt When I saw the live update flash across my phone while watching YouTube that Charlie Kirk had been assassinated, my heart stopped. I didn’t want to believe it was true. For a fleeting second, I told myself it had to be a mistake, a rumor that would be corrected if I just
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As I near the end of my time in college, I can’t help but feel a strange mix of validation and conflict. For years, Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion (DEI) initiatives seemed inescapable, woven into nearly every aspect of higher education. From mandatory courses to administrative policies, DEI became a framework that governed how we thought,
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For years, discussing UFOs—or, as we now more formally call them, Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena (ZAPs)—was like donning a neon sign that read, “I’m a crackpot.” As someone who’s followed this subject for a long time, I know that feeling all too well. Whenever I tried to bring up UAPs in serious conversations, I’d brace myself
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The Constitution Isn’t Dangerous—Attacking It IsAfter hearing Joe Rogan in a YouTube short break down The New York Times’ absurd article, “The Constitution Is Sacred. Is It Also Dangerous?”—I had to read it myself. Honestly, it felt like a fever dream. The NYT isn’t just questioning the Constitution—they’re framing it as a threat. This isn’t
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The Hookup Culture HangoverFor years, casual sex was championed as the ultimate act of liberation. Platforms like OnlyFans were celebrated as empowering, and the old double standards between men and women were declared obsolete. I, like many others, bought into this. For a while, it seemed to work. But here’s the truth: it’s all a
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by Jessica Arndt As the leaves turn to shades of amber and the air grows delightfully crisp–for those of us who experience fall weather–a beloved ritual unfurls: I brew my pumpkin spice coffee, don my coziest socks, and settle into my favorite nook on the couch for a glorious rewatch of Gilmore Girls. The theme
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A morning in the park inspired some creative writing 🌿 I kept trying to be present and journal, but that itch to check my phone kept interrupting my thoughts. Leading to this little poem I thought I’d share 📖 ~ It’s crazy In days long past, when nature’s voice Was soft and sure, a quiet
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It’s 9:45 a.m., and I’m in a small classroom filled with my peers. The professor is presenting a concept that, in my mind, begs for debate, challenges, questions—but my hand remains glued to my desk. I want to ask, to push back, to share a different perspective. But I’ve learned that the classroom, once a
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In an age marked by much discord and debate, where every man, woman, and child may seem but a pawn in a game of ambitious conquest, one realm should remain inviolate and unsullied by such worldly squabbles: the sacred domain of education. Let us, with a modicum of reflection, consider the profound necessity of maintaining
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