Somewhere along the way, the word “feminist” got a bad reputation. It has been twisted into something extreme, something controversial — something people hesitate to label themselves. How many people have you heard say, “I’m not a feminist, but…” before voicing beliefs that align perfectly with feminist ideals? This just goes to show how misconstrued the word has become.
The polymath archetype is nothing new and has not gone anywhere. The arts, sciences and understanding of the human person dictate our collegiate and professional studies today, and in many cases produce scholars who fit the description. But who are these polymaths, and where can we find them?
And when you look at these photos, those split second pieces of life, you began to notice the little things. Everything, from the biggest celebrations to the intimacy of a quiet conversation becomes so much more detailed. The joy of a sports victory, the emotion and passion behind a protester’s chant, the tears at the edge of someone’s eyes when they speak of someone — everything is more alive, more human.
When a celebrity or public figure falls from grace, the path to redemption is rarely easy, nor is it the same for everyone. Some are forgiven overnight, with their scandals fading into irrelevance with time, while others find themselves banished no matter how much they atone. But who decides who gets a second chance, and why does justice in the public eye seem more about perception than genuine accountability?
We’re not trying to be buzzkills, but there has to be another way for our campus to bond that doesn’t include snide remarks made about others or airing out dirty laundry through a YikYak or a street interview. And we should be asking ourselves why it is that the times when our campus feels like it’s coming together the most — like Sing and Pigskin season — are often the times when we try to tear each other down more than usual.
All of that being said, it’s OK to wear athleisure. I find myself in it at least a few times a week. I fear that you all have forgotten that denim exists and that there is more to this world than this polyester and nylon hellscape.
This, in large part, is due to his mental health’s gradual decline since his 2016 bipolar diagnosis, worsened by his refusal to take medication, which he claims would stifle his creativity. While this certainly does not excuse his vile and racist statements, society should use Ye’s descent into madness as a warning of the drastic impact mental illness can have on one’s behavior when left untreated as opposed to just labeling him a racist.
The weight of the world is once again on Superman’s shoulders. With superhero fatigue and declining box office numbers, James Gunn’s “Superman” film has the chance to revive the superhero genre or sink it further into mediocrity.
