Letter to the Editor | What the convocation speakers missed
By Nicholas P. Money | August 29, 2017
The following piece, written by the editorial editors, reflects the majority opinion of the editorial board.
He did not hit me. He was not a physically abusive boyfriend. It was his words. It was what I allowed, and what he did not. It was stalking my social media to ensure that I truly went to bed. It was refusing and crying three times when I wanted to break up. It was criticizing my morals if they did not fit with his. It was shaming my choice of friends and who I was texting, but feeling no regret when he deleted messages from female classmates. He did not hit me, but he left so many bruises.
Jill Teitelbaum, columnist
Jordan Gilligan, Columnist
A couple weeks ago, on my way back from the Luxembourg campus, I encountered a group of teenagers in a gazebo adjacent to my house. These teenagers are Luxembourgish degenerates. They worship Machine Gun Kelly, party in parks and none of them are in school nor working. This motley group drew me into conversation; I live in a small town and the sight of another teenager surprised them. They were clearly engaged in nefarious activities; bottles were strewn everywhere and the smell of smoke was in the air. After assuring them that no, I'm not a cop, I'm an American, we started talking. One of the first questions asked by a Luxembourgish miscreant was how I viewed Speaker of the House Paul Ryan's healthcare legislation. This was an introduction to the amazing American political fluency exhibited by many Europeans.
The following piece, written by the editorial editors, reflects the majority opinion of the editorial board.
TO THE EDITOR:
The following piece, written by the editorial editors, reflects the majority opinion of the editorial board.
Josh Brody, Columnist
Darcy Keenan, Columnist
Jordan Gilligan, Columnist
The following piece, written by the editorial editors, reflects the majority opinion of the editorial board.
Dear President Crawford and the Miami University Community,
I am writing on behalf of alumni and friends of the university who have placed memorial trees and benches across our campus to honor or memorialize a loved one.
Student Haillie Erhardt recently asked President Crawford and the Miami University community to consider changing the name of Student Disability Services (SDS) because of the stigma associated with using services from an office with the word "disability" in its name. While SDS and the Students with Disabilities Advisory Council (SDAC) honor Erhardt's commitment to an inclusive, just environment at Miami and affirm her observations about the stigma surrounding disability, we feel that removing "disability" from Student Disability Services would not be the best choice for the Miami community.
Earlier today, around the time that I realized I needed to write a column for this week, I stumbled upon a column titled "It's time to see through Miami's typical body image," that was published a few days back. As the title suggests, this article is a critique of Miami's social culture-more specifically, the social culture that Miami's female student population partakes in.