Jean-Jacques Rousseau, the great 18th-century Genevan philosopher, wrote in The Social Contract the processes to establish a political institution.

Perhaps to your chagrin, this is another column regarding the Boycott, Divestment, Sanctions movement at the University of Michigan.

While I’m no modern lifestyle guru, I have in fact noticed the frequent use of the qualifier “minimalist” as an antecedent for many of the current “hottest trends.” (And yes, I do realize I sound like a middle-aged white mom as I type this phrase.) Recently, I’ve heard friends and acquaintances a

I was invited to a bar crawl this past weekend. Though I love Charley’s, The Brown Jug and Rick’s, the thought of going to each in quick succession made me anxious. I tried to do a quick mental calculation of how much mixed drinks, beer and cover from each bar would cost me.

Last week, I got my ear pierced. I had wanted to do it for several days before, to change up my look — to try something new. There was, in other words, no larger, existential reasoning behind this desire, no deeper truth I thought a piercing would illuminate or help me enact.

At first glance, the University (and only the University) causes the stress that defines many parts of our college lives.

“I never use the word very. It is a very weak word.”

“That’s gay!” was probably the most common phrase heard in the halls of my elementary or middle school.

Ten minutes. Twenty minutes. Thirty minutes. I don’t think I’ve ever stared at a blank Word document for so long. Is this why so many writers go crazy? I could be doing something productive right now — like sleeping. No matter what I do, I just can’t seem to think of anything to write about.