Wednesday, September 2, 2020 - 2:05pm
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It’s highly likely that the folks reading this are younger rather than older. You’re probably reading this on your computer or phone. Maybe you’re laying in bed, e-commuting to class or, most likely of all, sitting on the toilet. Whatever you’re doing while reading, I’m positive this next part will spark some curiosity, cause you to miss a step or — hopefully, because that’d be funny — produce a combo of the two. Contrary to the invincibility complex of young adulthood’s hype, you, reader, are not too young to have heart disease.

Wednesday, September 2, 2020 - 10:51am
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It seems like every day the president finds a new way to attack the legitimacy of the upcoming presidential election. In 2016, then-candidate Donald Trump refused to accept the results of that year’s election unless he won. But his most recent offense, which is garnering support among the fringe supporters of his reelection campaign, has been to eliminate and invalidate mail-in voting. 

Monday, August 31, 2020 - 11:36am
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Beginning college is an exciting and stressful time for most students. The anticipation of a new town, new campus and new friends brings all kinds of feelings, a majority of which are happy ones. All too often this excitement is tainted by warnings of weight gain in the form of the “Freshman 15.” Well-meaning older peers and family members warn you to “watch what you eat in the dining halls,” or outright suggest that you “don’t eat ‘x’ because you’ll gain weight,” as if such a biologically natural and necessary lifelong process is the worst thing that can happen to you.

Monday, August 31, 2020 - 11:35am
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For my family, United States road trips were always a summer staple. Each year brought new adventures and experiences as we traversed the country. We visited small towns and big cities. We drove through Trump country and saw places where Democratic lawn signs dot the landscape. From Alaska to Florida, Hawaii to Maine, I have visited all 50 states and seen not only the differences in our nation but also the similarities, such as our use of the post office. 

Monday, August 31, 2020 - 11:30am
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I have real problems with my city and my university. It’s legal in Ann Arbor to gather outside in groups of 25 and inside in groups of 10. But it isn’t safe. The city also requires that we wear masks when in groups, but even that’s not safe unless we are six feet apart.

Friday, August 28, 2020 - 7:03pm
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Over the next couple of weeks, universities across the United States will welcome back faculty, staff and students in the midst of the recent and sustained national surge in COVID-19 cases.

Thursday, August 27, 2020 - 1:07pm
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With the end of summer drawing near, many students, faculty and staff fearfully anticipate the repercussions of University President Mark Schlissel’s vague and impractical plan for a public health-informed fall semester.

Thursday, August 27, 2020 - 12:53pm
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Correction: This piece has been corrected to indicate that while Regent Weiser himself would profit as he still receives payments from McKinley Associates Inc. — a national real estate investment company he founded that operates in Ann Arbor — the profit would not be tens of millions, but an unknown sum. Additionally, it is not confirmed that Weiser had significant influence on the University's decision to reopen. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2020 - 1:32am
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This year has been a memorable one in arguably too many ways. As a political science student, it has definitely been uncomfortably uneasy to be such an active part of writing history, unable to flip a few pages and read how it will all play out. We crave certainty, answers — something concrete to reassure us that the chaos will come to an end. However, as the summer continues, I’ve done a lot of personal reflection.

Wednesday, August 26, 2020 - 1:30am
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I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and reached through the darkness for my phone. It was 4 a.m. on a March 2020 morning, and the screams coming from outside my apartment were making it impossible to sleep. I sat up and looked down from my second-story window to the thin road below. Bathed in the orange light of a street lamp a group of people were dancing in a circle, their maniacal laughs and screams echoing up and down the otherwise silent street.