So Principal Hitchcock has plans for “Engaging the World.” The thing is, we don’t exactly know what those plans are.
The Union Gallery is the University’s student-run art gallery. It is the only student-run gallery of its kind in all of Canada, and it provides a polished and professional venue for students to show their work. The Union Gallery was just shy of receiving enough “yes” votes in the fall referendum to pass our request for a mandatory fee increase from $1.50 to $1.75, and [this is still the case] after the recount that took place on Monday night.
First hearing Erin Simpson from the Canadian Council for International Cooperation promote the campaign at Queen’s University, I couldn’t help but get excited about a movement which gave young people a voice, made us united, made us strong.
The City of Kingston’s recent bylaw enforcement in the Ghetto seems disingenuous in light of the recent Homecoming event, the years of neglect of property standards in general in the Ghetto, and the city’s blind eye to dilapidation elsewhere in its precincts, including some city-owned property.
As a child, I remember making construction paper crosses, reciting “In Flanders Fields,” buying poppies at the grocery store, and seeing the veterans at our school assemblies. But of all these things about Remembrance Day, the one thing that has always stuck with me was seeing the veterans cry.
“‘Deregulation’ is a word that bothers me,” said Principal Hitchcock in a recent Journal article. As a student who attended Queen’s during the deregulation debates of 2000-2003, and as a current grad student at York, I can honestly say that tuition deregulation does more than bother me—it scares the hell out of me. What I hope Principal Hitchcock really means is that the word “deregulation” bothers her—as well as the concept.
Thursday or Friday? Oh, the controversy, the late night debating, the bated breaths and unexpected sunrise wakings. As it is with most Eids, the question of “when?” was imperative.
The recent article about Amnesty International’s opposition to the use of Tasers to break up street parties may have left the impression that Taser weapons are harmless. Nothing could be further from the truth.
“Sign, sign, everywhere a sign.”
It’s been over thirty years since the Five Man Electrical Band first penned these famous lyrics, but it seems that the times they are a-changin’.
The Vogt Studio Series was started by and is funded partly by the Drama Department Student Council as a safe, fun and co-operative learning environment for students to experiment with and expand their theatrical skills. Oftentimes, those involved with the VSS are completely new to this type of theatre and the series acts as a stepping stool for their future careers in theatre as well as showcasing creative and innovative ideas to peers. By getting involved with VSS, students add to their repertoires while learning from the experience.
As I try to sit through my genetics lecture, I can’t help but be disturbed by the intrusive, computerized versions of Britney Spears’ “Toxic” or Ludacris’ “Move Bitch.” I think you know what I’m trying to get at: whether it’s at the library, mid-lecture or while writing a mid-term, you can’t help but be drawn to the persistent, catchy, alarming tunes that spew forth from any number of cell phones throughout each day.
As the inevitable frost creeps towards the Kingston waterfront, students at Queen’s are sensing the impending doom that is the winter to come. And yet as our Ghetto houses get colder, and that walk to an 8:30 a.m. class seems more unbearable, I find a troubling theme amongst a majority of uninformed students: sweatpants.
I am writing this letter to the Journal in order to express my level of disgust and disappointment with Principal Karen Hitchcock’s discussion paper entitled ‘Engaging the World.’ During her time at Queen’s, she has been so concerned with Queen’s reputation on a national and international scale that she has lost sight of the real issues that affect this beloved institution.
Let’s try to imagine the repercussions of a worldwide pandemic. Just think for one minute. Forget the crippling effect it would have on the economy. Forget the consequences it would have on your education. Health will transcend all other concerns—the health of your family, your friends and yourself.
“So in the context of this campaign that the AMS and others are waging against Adèle Mercier, we are to understand—what? That this whole time we’ve been pursuing Adèle Mercier for discriminating by age! Well, why stop there? The whole institution is ageist! I mean, almost all the students are between the ages of 17 and 23. And have you noticed how old all of our professors are … ?”
I have no problem watching a 300-pound linebacker run down a quarterback on a bootleg play to make a huge hit, seeing Asafa Powell breaking the 100m dash record, or watching Barry Bond’s swing lifting a baseball over 500 feet. But I do have concerns with these accomplishments being fraudulently achieved through the use of steroids and countless other performance-enhancing drugs.
At any point in the debate regarding the Homecoming fiasco will we move past the finger pointing? How about simply moving on in general? Was the letter Mercier wrote filled with some inappropriate choices for reference? Well yes. In general, avoidance of Hitler/Holocaust references in contemporary contexts is preferable. Was she right about the well educated youth of this fine establishment turning into rampant destructive idiots? Well, yes, that too.
Do you have any idea, any idea at all, what fossil fuels mean to the world? Of course you don’t. I’m in chemical engineering, it was all in the freakin’ brochure and I still didn’t get it. But I do now. Listen up.
“Apparently the new face of Queen’s is Karen Hitchcock, and only Karen Hitchcock? The previous website with a diversity of pictures was much more fun to log into.”
Fellow Queen’s students, I write to you today as a criminal. No, I’m not one of the people who rolled over that car on Aberdeen, and I’ve never thrown a beer bottle at a police officer. I’ve done something far worse. Friends, I’m a jaywalker, and I’ve got the ticket to prove it.
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