We don’t even know where to start with the crazy this week, Gators. There’s so much to talk about with you, but we have so little time.
I got pregnant with my first child at 18 and my second at 20. I’m now a single mom of two and a full-time student. From the start, I’ve refused to become just another unfortunate teen mom statistic.
In reference to Nate Rushing’s Thursday column, the cows we eat don’t actually eat grass.
It’s become the fastest way to a morning full of regrets. And New York no longer wants any part of it.
Not even behind the protective veil of a children’s book can President Barack Obama avoid falling through the thin ice of political controversy.
Perhaps Alden Gillespy should have looked up the definition of discrimination before writing his Wednesday guest column.
Since the beginning of this year, I’ve watched certain UF fans express more negativity toward UF athletes and coaches than I ever thought possible.
Look no further than Patric Young for an indication of how Gators fans should feel after Ohio State smacked Florida 93-75 in the O’Dome on Tuesday night.
I agree with Micah Lukowitz’s Monday letter. A strong alliance with Israel is absolutely essential to promoting democracy in the Middle East.
I take offense to comments people have made about UF having “the worst fans on the planet.”
Mice, hamsters and other small woodland creatures, rejoice! The lame-duck House of Representatives thinks you’re the most important demographic.
Listen closely. Do you hear that? It’s the sound of five hundred million groans as Facebook tweaks itself again, changing the functionality of its inbox to become even more social and even less private.
No longer will dateless debutantes have to rely on their lying friends for an honest opinion on how hot their dates are.
In reference to Danielle Spatz’s Monday article, I’ve been a cyclist in this town for eight years now, and every single incident in which I’ve been close to being hit or actually hit by a car has been on campus.
Just like they do with old newspapers and aluminum cans, Gainesville residents should start to recycle their logic into something more eco-friendly.
Shame. Shame all around. Shame on the team and on the coaching staff, but shame on us, too.
“Don’t Tase me, bro” finally has a sister slogan.
Few moments of UF’s beatdown loss to South Carolina could be described as poetic, but there was at least one.
Take off your blue gear for a second.
Solutions by The State News
