The Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, almonds, and having meltdowns when meetings didn’t start exactly at 9:00. This will be my legacy at the paper which I got to be a part of for a combined 5 semesters during my Fordham career (yes I’m counting the semester I was in Rome).
During our last Christmas Paperfest, we had a secret Santa. I remember receiving a bowl sized mug with tequila shots and a bunch of other goodies in it. And then we signed everyone’s paper covers, writing personal notes to each other on them. I was happy-sad looking at what my friends wrote for me. These were people who get me. I didn’t have a lot of close friends growing up, and the ones that I did I never felt knew me. These guys did. I haven’t really told anyone but I cried when I got home.
But I still have a soft spot for the paper I remember and the one I know it can be. The one of free speech on a highly censored campus. The one that despite being of free speech took a stand against certain viewpoints that were intolerant or hurtful and worked with those writers to try to find less offensive ways to express themselves. We need that more than ever in this social political climate and I’m sure the paper has always been the only space I’ve seen on campus where that is even a possibility.
Four years have passed already? Wow, time flies when you’re making memes. Though, the best of that time was spent working on the paper and having fun with The Paper Pals. To be honest, when I first joined the paper I didn’t know what to expect. I remember going to the first meeting in the second semester of my freshman year and finding out that I could write about anything I wanted.
And like that I had a family at Fordham. A small group of assholes who like to play board games and watch movies about re-animated T-Rex’s with Paul Walker’s brain. We fought, sure, pissed each other off. A lot. But isn’t that what a family is for? At the end of the day, I love you all and wouldn’t know what to do with myself without you guys in my life.
The music video is so full of allusion that if you watch it, you will just be reminded of the social struggle that currently exists. It is insane. When I watched it, my jaw dropped. It is so easy to see how we just dance around the issues that are so prevalent. You cannot ignore what Childish Gambino is trying to address. It is so apparent. We all send our “thoughts and prayers” but we are really just avoiding a resolution.
I joined the paper late in my college career. After being prodded since my Freshman year by various friends, I finally started writing for the paper in my first semester of Junior year. By second semester I found myself Copy Chief and with a great new group of friends. Even better, I was able to indulge my desire to work with others on their writing, and through that improving my own. A little over once a month I would cram myself into a small McGinley and edit the writings of our many great contributors. I got to learn the many voices of our writers, and did my best to maintain these lovely voices while shaping them into the articles that hopefully many of you readers have enjoyed.
Yeah our horoscopes are back and worse than ever.
The Shadow Theory is symphonic power metal band Kamelot’s twelfth album, a third with newest vocalist Tommy Karevik. This album follows the previous one in turning from the dark operatic tones the band used to be known for to a more power prog metal tone better suiting Tommy’s lighter vocals, though it still maintains its symphonic roots. This album takes a faster pace, with lyrics that are catchier, if perhaps a little simpler, than usual for the band. While the album is not technically a concept album, it has a strong futuristic cyber dystopia theme throughout.
For the 25th anniversary of World Press Freedom Day, the U.N. tackles fake news and censorship, and the paper gets maybe a little too far into our feelings.