WHEN I WENT to get my U-Pass this week, I was approached by a campaigner looking for signatures for an OC Transpo petition. The bus company is looking to raise the price by $50 next year, and the campaigner explained that we shouldn’t be paying more for less service (what with recent cuts). I asked …
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AS PETTY AS this may sound, after four years on this campus I have developed a substantial grievance with Food Services and their “trusty” drink machines. After using the gym on the weekend, one of the milk machines actually took $10 without giving change back (Somehow I did get a milk in the process). Rather …
Intramural program tackles limitations head-on Despite a growing student population, and a subsequent lack of athletic facilities, the University of Ottawa’s intramural program seems to be improving year after year. New leagues and increased availability have been top priorities for Sports Services. With only one soccer field, two rinks, and four gyms at its disposal, …
It’s change we don’t like On July 10, the city of Ottawa opened the Laurier Avenue bike lane, the first of its kind in Ontario. Unlike other designated bike lanes in the city, the Laurier bike lanes are physically separated from motor vehicles by barriers such as curbs, plastic poles, and parked cars. The $1.3-million …
CISCO OTTAWA BLUESFEST has long been the most popular music event in the nation’s capital. Ever since its debut in 1994, the festival has grown greatly in size and evolved its entertainment. Initially dedicated to solely singing the blues, the festival now focuses on offering a more modern and diverse lineup. While some fans are …
Drunk Canadians in Kabul NEW DOCUMENTATION OF Canadian diplomats’ hospitality expenditures has recently surfaced and made its way into the hands of a few savvy members of The Canadian Press. According to the documentation, Canadian diplomats in Kabul alone have consumed over $20,000 in alcoholic beverages since 2007. The illegality of alcohol consumption in Afghanistan …
I BEGIN EVERY day in tears. “Six inch or foot long?” I ask, my eyes red and watery, my face flushed. Nobody seems to care or even really notice. I suppose tears seem perfectly appropriate on the face of a fast-food employee. Why shouldn’t I be miserable? It’s just so fitting. Much more so than …
