This past week, chants of “Hey hey, ho ho, Richard Spencer has got to go” rang on our campus.
Every Friday for as long as I can remember, I’ve concluded my day with a phone call to my Ammamma.
Let him come. Bring it on. I want Richard Spencer.
If you have ever set foot in Ann Arbor, you know why it’s called “tree city.” And we are not talking about the fall foliage — we are referring to weed.
In 1954, the U.S. Supreme Court ordered the desegregation of public schools in the country.
I was invited to participate in the Nov. 14 Central Student Government debate on divestment from Israel, but before I could do so, CSG voted to bar me from speaking.
I love being a Jew. Though not very religious, a huge part of my identity is the fact that I’m Jewish, and I love that. I love the community, the songs, the traditions, the food, the learning, just about everything.
As a Jew who staunchly supports Israel’s right to exist, I will always have serious doubts about the intentions behind divesting from Israel.
In the early morning hours on Wednesday, the University of Michigan Central Student Government narrowly passed a resolution that asked the Board of Regents to create a committe
Over fall break, my roommates and I went to a nightclub in Toronto. It was a great night, but the one major downside was the men. Every few minutes, another man would ask one of us to dance.