Dear Trustee Paul Queally, please resign
(03/06/14 5:54am)
Dear Paul Queally,
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Dear Paul Queally,
President Ayers announced his resignation that will take effect in 2015. Trustee Paul Queally made controversial comments at a secret society meeting in New York City. Greek life has been restricted more than ever, with at least two fraternities on probation. The apartment buildings are being dwarfed by new high-rises. This is the last print edition of The Collegian. And I am the new Opinions Editor.
Ninety-two runners, grouped according to speed, gradually emerge from the woods on a dwindling, hilly trail marked by rocks and roots. One by one, each runner routinely drops down into a plank position on the muddy ground. It's 6:30 a.m. and as the sun peers above the tall treetops, the only sounds that can be heard are the flowing of the James River, birds chirping, heavy panting and a trainer's booming commands: "Down in a plank! Let's go! This isn't a walking class! Tell them to hurry up back there!"
This is my last Opinions column as a member of The Collegian staff. I wanted to make it memorable for our readers, so, as I do most Wednesdays, I sat down yesterday to think of something new and groundbreaking to be mad about. And, as happens most Wednesdays, I couldn't think of anything.
In the past several years, the rate of college students studying abroad has increased dramatically. Not only do schools encourage spending a semester in a foreign country more these days, but students also seem to be encouraging each other. According to the National Association of Foreign Student Advisers, 283,332 students studied abroad during the 2011-12 school year. Since then, the number has risen.
It is an incredibly exciting time at the University of Richmond. I hold this sentiment to the same extent today as when I decided to apply here as an early decision applicant and as when I first arrived here as a freshman in August of 2011.
The King of Hearts concert, which took place Feb. 22 in Camp Concert Hall, was a brilliant performance form the a cappella groups from Cristopher Newport University (Expansion), George Washington University (Troubadors) and University of Richmond (Choeur du Roi).
For the past week, the University of Richmond community has dealt with the comments of Paul Queally. I won't bother to repeat them again here, and I encourage those reading this who don't know what I'm talking about to read the enlightening article published last week by author Kevin Roose in New York Magazine, or check out his newly released book "Young Money."
In 1998, Matthew Shepard, a 21-year-old University of Wyoming student, was brutally murdered in Laramie, Wyo., because he was gay. We have dedicated this year's One Book, One Richmond program to "The Laramie Project"--a play based on the murder and responses to it. Though deep-seated homophobia led to Matt's murder 15 years ago, we must continue the conversation today because prejudice, discrimination and violence against lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and queer (LGBTQ) individuals still persist worldwide. Here, in Virginia, we have recently seen the advancement of marriage equality in the state, along with other shifts toward tolerance for the LGBTQ community. These and other advancements toward full equality for the LGBTQ community are occurring alongside the legalization of anti-LGBTQ discrimination in Arizona, criminalization of homosexuality in parts of Africa and intense violence against LGBTQ individuals in Russia. If anything, the hate-filled murder of Matthew Shepard was just the beginning of the long-overdue conversation about the treatment and status of LGBTQ individuals in the U.S. and worldwide.
Dear members of the university community:
I, like many of you, am sad, frustrated, and hurt by recent homophobic and sexist jokes made by a member of our community. These comments, even if made in jest, and even if meant to be kept in private, are hurtful and damaging to our community here at the University of Richmond. As a queer person and as a feminist, I am hurt and offended. I see my friends, colleagues, students, alumni, and community partners struggling to overcome the pain these jokes inflict on us. For many of us, these now public jokes and comments are just the latest in often daily homophobia and sexism directed at us and our communities.
Fraternity pledging, football, a Glee Club--the news could easily run in this issue of The Collegian. But the date at across the top gives it away: November 25, 1914. It's been nearly 100 years since nine men put together the first issue of a newspaper called The Collegian. Running only four pages long, it listed its office as a dorm room, and a yearlong subscription could be had for $1, or about $22 today.
This Wednesday I stumbled upon an article in Richmond's Style Weekly magazine covering the Feb. 8 convention of the Libertarian Party of Virginia. According to the article's author Tom Nash, this convention was the biggest and most important for Virginia Libertarians for quite some while. Given the recent relative success of the party's gubernatorial candidate Robert Sarvis (who made his mark by running a seemingly honest, intellectual campaign and winning 6.5 percent of the vote), Nash contends that the party hopes to maintain this momentum by having as many Libertarians as possible on the upcoming ballots.
If you are a current University of Richmond student, a member of its campus community or merely an interested alum, it is highly likely that you are familiar with the name Paul Queally.
With Thursday classes canceled and a projected up to 6 inches of snow, there are more than enough reasons for UR students to celebrate. The one dilemma left on everyone's minds: How to spend your day off and enjoy the largest snowfall of the year so far. Luckily, I'm here with some suggestions. Granted, this may not be the most realistic list of Valensnocalypse (Valentine's Day week plus snowpocalypse) activities, but it's certainly the most fun.
It's been an open secret around the University of Richmond campus that there is a push to put a student on the board of trustees.
The University of Richmond has an incredibly beautiful campus. It's been said before, but we truly live in a college brochure. I never visited campus before orientation of my first year, and as I drove along the perfect lake, past the Commons (it's a building and a bridge!) and pulled up to the tiny castle Lora Robins, I couldn't believe how much it felt like stepping into the pages of the many UR magazines I had received the previous year. It felt like at any point I could run into the laughing, school-spirited, interracial groups of friends that the informational pamphlets had taught me would be carrying their schoolbooks or sitting on picnic tables around every turn. Almost three years later, I still feel proud and lucky to be here every time I walk into the perfect library, pristine gym or, more commonly, eat in any of the shiny, well-maintained "retail dining locations." In fact, campus is so numbingly polished that I didn't realize the huge missing factor until I found my favorite room on campus.
The Magpie has been on my list of restaurants to try for a long time. It was not at all what I expected, but I really enjoyed it. For some reason--maybe it's the name--I expected Magpie to be a restaurant with sophisticated Southern food, but it did not turn out to be.
It's that time of year: Friends and acquaintances have returned from other nations with stories to tell and souvenirs to share. Nearly 70 percent of UR students study abroad, so reasonably, I am often asked if/when/where I've studied abroad, and, after I reveal my disinterest in doing it, why I chose not to.
Why am I already thinking about summer? Gloves are still a nearly everyday accessory for me, but what I'll be doing during the muggy months ahead is already weighing on my mind. Summertime used to mean no school, sleeping in and cool camps, but for a University of Richmond student, it's resume-building time.