Florida’s capital might be technically set among the foul-smelling hills and dales of Tallahassee, but Miami is the real epicenter for the patented brand of flagrant weirdness that marks our state as a global destination for charlatans and miscreants of every stripe.
As the Nov. 2 elections draw near, tension across campus practically hangs in the air like UF’s humidity. For the United States, this upcoming election is more than just big — it’s life-changing.
If you’re a full-time UF student, chances are you’ll be paying for a class you’re not taking next semester. It may sound counterintuitive, but a new proposal in front of the State University System’s Board of Governors, the governing authority overseeing public higher education in Florida, would allow the UF administration to charge full-time students a flat fee for tuition regardless of the number of credit hours they take. So, for example, if you’re like the many UF students who take 12 credit hours each semester, you’ll be charged for 15 credit hours. On the flipside, if you take 15 or 18 credit hours a semester, you won’t notice a change in your tuition bill and could even save money.
When most people know they’re running a little short on money, they tend to be more careful with it – buy less expensive things and cut out anything they don’t absolutely need. So why does this simple idea seem so difficult for our government to grasp?
My intention behind saying we are still an “old Southern school” was not to refer to the political milieu within or surrounding the Gainesville area.
The word “inspiration” is usually thrown into the ring when discussing influential politicians, successful singers and recognized authors. These choice individuals typically inspire others to follow in their footsteps and make a path similar to their own. Well, obviously, when I think of inspiration only one person comes to mind: Antoine Dodson.
UF student Nirav N. Patel was quoted Wednesday as saying “I feel like we’re still segregated here. It sucks being in an old southern school.”
If you’ve done as much study of the Founding Fathers as I have, one fact starts to stick out time and again: none was the product of public education. That’s right, the greatest men of American history were all schooled either in the rooms of a private institution or by the best teacher in the world: real life.
Feb. 3, 1959. July 12, 1979. And now, Oct. 15, 2010. What do all three of these dates have in common? They’re all considered days when the music died.
As students, we should each take the opportunity to learn a lesson of acceptance and civility from the recent tragedy at Rutgers University.
This football season has been creating excellent opportunities to examine the role of women in male locker rooms, but the way the NFL backpedaled from a series of teachable moments is both superficial and predictable.
An eye for an eye.
A unique schism has developed in the world of the post-modern relationship, a schism that has brought a veritable role reversal to the previously established and socially-accepted positions of the genders.
Have you ever woken up after a night of drinking with mysterious scratches everywhere? No? Yeah, me either….
Let’s have a big round of applause for mediocrity, UF’s new area of excellence. After watching Saturday’s game, I was struck with a dilemma: Where will I now derive my pride in my choice of higher learning?
“Life isn’t fair!” says the 15-year-old girl whose parents just told her she couldn’t go to a birthday party because of a bad grade. “Life isn’t fair!” says the college student who can’t go out with his friends because of a 10-page paper due the next day that he hasn’t started. “Life isn’t fair!” says the wife at home who has to take care of her two kids and work on a proposal for her job. Well I’ll tell you whose life isn’t fair: the life of an individual suffering from HIV/AIDS — especially one in a low-income state.
Last week, I mused on why Florida needs to get on the ball when it comes to decriminalizing marijuana, and I attended the Bob Dylan concert with thousands of other fans at the Stephen C. O’Connell Center. Some would like to use that anecdotal evidence to further their claims of me as a “stoner.”
Our society has been picking straws for years in the superhero department, forced to borrow champions of yore and update them to the modern era.
Despite what you might have been told, voting in midterm elections does matter.
So maybe it’s time to address the pink elephant in the column. I know readers have speculated, and, yes, my last name is Italian.
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