COLUMN: A feminist critique of 'Trainwreck'
If you haven’t seen the trailers for “Trainwreck,” you probably should unglue yourself from Netflix or whatever attention-sucking activity you participate in and come back to the real world.
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If you haven’t seen the trailers for “Trainwreck,” you probably should unglue yourself from Netflix or whatever attention-sucking activity you participate in and come back to the real world.
The Wall Street Journal recently published an article, “The Office pet is a pig. No, really,” describing exotic pet owners pushing for the same rights as dog owners to bring their animals to pet friendly offices.
Secretary of the Treasury Jacob J. Lew announced by 2020 the $10 bill in circulation will feature a female icon of American history.
You’ve seen her crush a dystopian society in the Hunger Games and battle against a war on mutants as one of the X-Men.
Ever since I can remember, I have hated sleep.
When it comes to Odd?Future, there’s usually nothing stranger. If you’ve never listened to their music, you’ve probably at least heard of them or the controversy that surrounds them like a cloud.
“What are you doing this summer?”
Comedy? Check. Music? Check. Interpretive dance moves? Check. Bo Burnham has what it takes to bring the house down for next year’s Little 500 concert.
Sometimes, it really pays off to be one gender instead of the other.
“You’ll change your mind,” they said.
When our lives are in peril, we fall back on the only mechanism keeping us separate from the rest of the animal kingdom: a moral compass.
When it comes to responsibility, you’d think most of us on campus would have it down by now. But recent events in my life have shown me that’s not necessarily true.
If you can’t take the equality, get out of the locker room. That’s basically what Planet Fitness told Yvette Cormier, a Michigan woman, when she made a hoopla about a trans woman in the locker room, according to CNN.
“Who wears the pants?” You’ve heard this age-old question enough times to know it’s referencing relationships and who’s in charge of them.
During a rather unprogressive Oscars — one of the less diverse in the past few years — we made up for some of it with sheer political greatness.
Jokes were shared, tears shed, white wine toasted and egos boosted. But most miraculous of all is that Sunday night during the three-hour broadcast celebrating 40 years of “Saturday Night Live,” the show rose from ?the dead.
Stalker. Controlling. Jealous. Arrogant. Scary. ?Threatening.
His eyes stare blankly into the abyss of flashing lights and cheering fans.
Think of the color nude. It’s a soft, delicate shade that blends rather than yells, like those robust reds and ?obnoxious oranges.
We all know the saying, “history repeats itself.”