October 2021 was known as “Striketober” due to all the militant labor activity taking place around the country. As the month came to an end, Striketober turned into Strikevember, Strikesgiving and other strike-themed portmanteaus. The point is, the labor movement is not a fluke, and this resurgence continued even as 2021 came to a close.
The number of times someone has told me “before I met you I thought you were a bitch” is surprisingly high. The number of times I have just been straight-up called a bitch is also fairly high. As someone who is well aware of their Resting Bitch Face (RBF), I think it is understandable that people are initially put off by my presence before they really get to know me. However, what I don’t think is understandable is calling a woman a bitch simply because she is doing her job.
When Donald Trump was president of the United States, he was often accused by liberals of disgracing the office of the presidency. When Joe Biden ran against Trump for the presidency, he criticized Trump for it. While Democrats and Republicans often disagree on social issues, economic, foreign, and immigration policy largely remain the same from president to president.
As this term comes to an end, conversations about winter break plans naturally begin to arise. As with many things, Lawrentians tend to make a competition out of winter break. Despite this sort of game being insanely ironic, considering the word “break” is in the phrase, I’m feeling pretty anxious about sharing my plans with others, worried I’ll be perceived as too lazy.
The Lawrentian is currently doing quite a bit of hiring as we approach our next news cycle and need to find new leadership. With this, as well as my approaching graduation and inevitable plunge into the job market, I’ve been thinking about job applications quite a bit. As I answer potential applicants’ questions and spend too much time on LinkedIn...
As students have trickled back onto campus in the past two weeks, the hallways of our dorms have become animated with sounds. In the mornings, I am greeted with a singer’s warmups echoing through one of my room’s walls, while the strums of a guitar ripples through another. On my walk to the kitchen for a glass of water, I pass a computer lab with music stands in it, repurposed as a makeshift practice room.
(CW: mental health). To cut a long story short and give a TLDR, I'm taking a leave of absence this term. I wasn't sure if I was going to, but after slogging through the first week of classes I've decided to do so for my own wellbeing. This will be the only op-ed you see from me this term and the only edition of the op-ed section edited by me. Needless for me to say, this was an immensely hard decision for me to make, but one that in the end felt very necessary.
eing published concurrently with this very op-ed you are reading right now is what can only be called a horrendously self-indulgent bit of fluff in the variety section entitled "The Op-Ed Writer." The writer of this piece has, through a terribly incoherent medium, tried to lay out her critiques of opinions and editorials, with a particular nod to my writing in particular...