For the past two months, y'all have been subjected to a never-ending parade of "freshman advice" columns where writers muster up all the meaningless humanitarian niceties and spew them on print in their best imitation of Dr. Phil, devoid of anything entertaining or soul-rotting.
We’re sure you’ve heard about Wednesday’s front-page nightmare of a typo — and if you haven’t, we aren’t going to repeat it.
For many college students, Labor Day means the end of a summer job or summer fun, the start of a new school year and perhaps the kickoff of
A leader, above all else, has a responsibility to those he or she governs.
The Queen Bee is free.
The grass is green. The flowers are blooming. And the chin pubes are sprouting.
Happen to catch the Miss Universe Pageant Monday evening? Even know it was on TV? Yeah, we didn't either.
After an American soldier was killed in Iraq on Sunday following the U.S. miltary's removal of combat units from the country, we, and certainly the rest of the country, are left with a sour taste in our mouths and a yearning for what "removal of combat troops" really means - if anything.
Picture in your mind the most wonderful, pristine girl in the world. She cooks, rips your friends when they’re being complete tools, and is down for making any place her personal bedroom. For about 75 percent of you, the image of Vince’s porn-star girlfriend from Entourage pops up. Go with it. For girls, just picture Don Draper covered in flowers and Nicholas Sparks novels.
I’ve got some advice for freshmen.
Welcome to UF. You are now a student at the flagship academic institution of the state of Florida. With a University of Florida degree, you have endless career opportunities and a promising shot at some of the nation’s top graduate programs.
UF is a big place, and as your unofficial welcoming committee, we’re going to pass along a few tips to help you incoming freshman get accommodated a little quicker than we did.
To: The UF Freshmen and Transfer Students
Welcome to the University of Florida and The Gator Nation!
Freedom is an addictive thing, isn’t it? Each time we get a little bit more freedom to do anything, regardless of the positive or negative impacts, we cling to it like a mother clinging to her newly born baby. It is our baby. It is our everything. But why is this so? Why do we find it so difficult to let go of any kind of freedom? I would put my hard-earned Monopoly money on the reason being a human tendency, to grasp onto anything that enables us to express ourselves. Since expression can be quasi-defined as life, the opportunity to live to one’s fullest potential, which I believe is infinite, can be equated as freedom.
This long, hot and boring summer is finally coming to a close, and after all the dreadfully boring news that came out in the past few months, we think it should have come a lot sooner.
In Tuesday’s Alligator, the Editorial Board took a strong stance in favor of adding more Gainesville utility providers, finally bringing the free market to our power and water and working to stop the city-controlled socialists at GRU. Frankly, I couldn’t agree more.
We have about 80 years to live, and about one-third of that we spend unconscious. And I don’t mean because of an accumulation of hard nights at Midtown. Throw in work, education, eating, daily household and personal hygiene chores, and the roughly five years everyone spends in a line of some sort just waiting for something like a red light to turn green.
Gainesville Mayor Craig Lowe hasn’t wasted any time coming out in protest of Dove World Outreach Center’s plans for a Quran burning on Sept. 11.
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