While at times it seems that we are living a political farce, President Donald Trump’s administration is not an exaggerated theatrical mockery of politics. It is the overt and violent manifestation and expansion of American imperialism.


In the spring of 2016, I voted for Sen. Bernie Sanders in the Democratic primary for president. I’d gone to a rally that March, and Sanders had said things I’d never heard any politician say.


Had I owned a laptop in early high school, I probably would’ve had one of those text bubble “*you’re” stickers smugly displayed on it, announcing to the world how grammatically superior I was to those who dared to write “your welcome.” Luckily, I didn’t have a laptop, and luckily, my view o

Joan Didion

Céline was a fashion house run by women for women. Celine — with the accent above the “e” conspicuously deleted — is a fashion house run by Hedi Slimane for Hedi Slimane.

A band performs at the Sigma Phi house, lit by candlelight since the power went out.

With bands traveling all the way from Connecticut, the loss of power couldn’t stop us at Sigma Phi from hosting our house show. My feet were wet and it was real cold, but sitting together in the candlelight made it that much more special.

Should we care about the University's forgotten Detroit roots?

Through my childhood, I attended Père Gabriel Richard Elementary School in Grosse Pointe, and was taught the accomplishments of the school’s namesake.


“I am here today not because I want to be. I am terrified. I am here because I believe it is my civic duty to tell you what happened to me while Brett Kavanaugh and I were in high school.” - Dr. Christine Blasey Ford


A few days ago, I saw a man rollerblading while pushing a stroller with a golden retriever trailing behind on a leash. The spectacle looked like an American Ninja Warrior audition.

A glass blowing demonstration in Ann Arbor.

Last Saturday, Glass Academy from Dearborn, Michigan came to the Ann Arbor Farmers Market for the 10th annual Glass Pumpkin Festival. Visitors watched molten glass, which was heated to over 2000 degrees Farenheit, slowly take the form of a colorful pumpkin.

"I just got really good at covering up how I feel.": Profiles of gay loneliness

You’re really cool, man, but I’m looking for a straight roommate.”