Earlier this month, a Walmart executive gave a surprising campus talk.
Seeing the classic call me when you get a sec text from my stepdad Tuesday morning, I knew my day was about to get much worse. Walking out of East Hall to a quiet place to call him back felt like a lifetime.
After a long, hype-filled summer prepared us for the showdown between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton, we are finally done with presidential debates for the 2016 election season.
I have a deep self-destructive streak, which is why I often add myself to Tea Party Facebook groups.
The state of Michigan has a history of taking power away from local governments, witnessed in the use of emergency manager systems and more recently in the state’s implementation of a Receivership Transition Advisory Board in Flint.
Content Warning: This column contains explicit language about sexual assault.
I had a delightfully cranky calculus teacher in high school. He had been teaching mathematics for a long time and he loved his job, partly because he enjoyed watching his students squirm in their seats.
Two years ago, I joined ROTC on campus as a sophomore. That March, in 2015, the boy I considered to be one of my closest friends both in the program and in the school decided to take advantage of me one night after I had been drinking at the bars.