The U of O president’s report to the Senate did not provide the same updates in both languages when it came to the University’s reception of the academic freedom report. The updates in French were much more extensive, and the message very different — these updates should have been the same in both languages to not keep unilingual members of the U of O community in the dark.
With great power comes great responsibility The saying goes: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. Though usually a fan of cheesy sayings, I have to express my contempt for this one. Yeah, sticks and stones hurt — you’ve got me there. However, as a writer myself, I esteem …
It is clear that the term ‘public’ space is followed by an invisible asterisk.
I’ve been catcalled at both 7 a.m. and p.m., in short mini-skirts and long, formless winter coats alike, on busy streets and just shy of my doorstep — the street urchins of Sandy Hill are versatile in their efforts to ruin my day.
On Oct. 22, the Fulcrum’s Facebook page was unpublished for, allegedly, breaking Facebook’s page policies. Which policies? We couldn’t tell you. Since then, our editor-in-chief has launched two appeals to Facebook, but we still have yet to hear back from the social media giant.
A viral Instagram sticker that claimed one tree would be planted for every share was used over four million times before the creator of the sticker admitted its promise was false.
The waiting game is no fun Point: The frustrations with slow texters by Mariam Fawaz Are you really busy, or do you just simply not feel like texting back? Both are valid excuses — being unable to communicate your situation is where it gets frustrating. A quick “I’m busy” or “TTYL” will suffice. I don’t …
I am somehow able to detail my depressive episodes and panic attacks in semi-comedic writing for anyone and everyone to see without any semblance of hesitation. However, put me face to face with my best friend of ten years and, suddenly, I’m shy.
If you’re still reaching for a glass of milk right from the cow’s teat, I have a myriad of follow-up questions. Most importantly: why?
If I want to pull my Christmas playlist out or start putting peppermint oil in my diffuser, I should be able to without people whining about how it’s only November.
Halloween is a little pocket of time that lets us step away from our assignments and into fun costumes.
Costumes don’t have an expiry date, so why are we throwing them out?
Some people questioned why we bothered heading to campus during this obviously unsocial time. Sometimes we questioned it, too.
The duality of architecture featured on the University of Ottawa campus is astounding. Aesthetically, I find myself wondering how Simard and Hamelin can coexist with Morriset.
It has recently been brought to my attention that I’m a serial friendzoner — a phenomenon to which I was previously none the wiser.
Universities are already riddled with institutional barriers given their entry price — textbooks only exacerbate this issue.
People fail to realize that, although there are no CO2 emissions being produced by electric cars while driving, they produce plenty in other stages of their lifecycle.
There I was, sitting in a dark basement in a fold-up chair, gazing into a webcam placed at an angle so low that, if it actually boasted of good camera quality, would be able to serve as a scope of my nostrils.
Zoom, Adobe Connect, MS Teams, Skype — there are too many to count!
Denouncing a pumpkin spice latté as “basic” is an evolved form of not liking the colour pink, saying that hanging out with boys is less drama, and feeling a little bit guilty for loving romantic comedies.
Another virus spreading in our neighbourhoods: ignorance and unchecked privilege.
I finished getting diagnosed with alopecia areata, depression and severe anxiety disorder, and a mystery disease, hopped in my car with tears in my eyes, and tossed my fanny pack and bucket hat back on — I had a game of socially distanced freeze dance to lead.
In the coverage of this type of crime, it’s always “a woman was drugged,” and never “someone drugged a woman.” It’s a subtle turn of phrase but it completely shifts the placement of agency in the sentence — it becomes passive, the subject is that it happened, not how. A crime without a criminal.
The Vote on Campus initiative served to expand accessible voting for young voters. This was especially beneficial for students voting for their home riding rather than the riding of their university. In the absence of this program, many are confused about how to vote — where does one register, and how does one navigate voting from afar?
From the nutritionally greasy to the ethically slimy, the U of O has become a commercialized wasteland, and we fear how this will impact students on campus.
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