On Saturday, February 19, the band Why Not performed with opener the Woebegones. The performance was incredibly well-attended, with enthusiastic...
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Christmas Eve, 2006. Me and my brother sit on my grandma and grandpa’s white shag carpet. This year, we’re hoping...
As you may recall, Kenya Earl recently became the highest scoring Lawrentian in history. Nonetheless, very shortly after, a guard...
Surrounded by supportive friends and fans, Nayla Brunnbauer, a sophomore at Lawrence University, hosted a screening of her short film,...
During the General Council meeting on Wednesday, Feb. 23, LUCC voted to grant the Lawrence University Disability Working Group (LUDWiG)...
The election for LUCC President began yesterday, Feb. 17, and will end today at 11:59 p.m. Four candidates are on...
Chris Clarke has what he calls a “Renaissance approach” to higher education. He began his career in residential life, running...
At the start of high school, I dressed in baggy clothes and clunky boots. My head was shaved. If it weren’t for my short stature, I might’ve easily been mistaken for a boy. I was actively creating distance between myself and my idea of femininity. Like many others, I associated my femininity with weakness and ignorance. I had grown to hate it over time, to hate the way it enabled people to view me and treat me. I did what I felt would protect me from those misconceptions. By presenting androgynously, I convinced myself that I would be perceived...