Happy first day back, Spartans. At least, as happy as it possibly can be. Because really, today has got to be the worst day of the entire school year, right?
I'm not someone who can be considered a role model for expressing oneself and owning your emotions.
Many people have begun to argue that Facebook is dying.
“Apathy: lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern.” I will preface this by saying that I am a white female raised in middle-class Michigan.
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A little over a week ago, as I was walking through Brody Hall to get dinner, I was asked by a girl who was member of “MSU’s Anti-Cancer Society,” if I’d sign a petition to make help make MSU smoke free to which I gave a definitive “no.” I didn’t say no because I was hungry and in a hurry, or because I’m a cigarette smoker myself, but simply because it’s an infringement on the civil liberties of those individuals who do choose to smoke. MSU already has a smoke-free policy that doesn’t allow smoking inside or within 25 feet of its buildings.
Let’s face it, dining halls aren’t always the most desirable places to eat. They’re crowded, sometimes messy and the food can be sub-par.
I’m pleased that The State News and Anthony Herta are willing to have an open, honest dialogue about an issue that desperately needs to be talked about.
The most important thing you’re going to need in order to pass a final exam is your brain. This remarkable 3-pound organ located between our ears is composed of about 100 billion brain cells called neurons. These neurons create, relay and transmit electrical signals to communicate with each other
Black Friday — the day when shoppers lose all sanity to get the best bang for their buck.
By Casey Holland cholland@statenews.com Thanksgiving is only a week away, and Christmas about a month after that.
By Anthony Herta aherta@statenews.com Michigan State is blessed with a beautiful campus – not dorms. My freshman year, I was placed in the campus’s dump they call East Neighborhood.
We all want a healthy campus. I’ll just get that right out of the way. MSU has taken many steps to improve the quality of life on campus and they should be commended for such actions.
Spotify allows you to stream a huge variety of albums for free with relatively few ads in between songs. With the convenience of having music available for free on their website and on their mobile app, many people are less likely to actually buy music off of iTunes or the physical CD.
Since becoming head coach in 1995, Tom Izzo has recruited and coached 11 McDonald’s High School All-Americans.
When assigned this column, I was troubled on what would be the best thing to focus on when addressing Tom Izzo. The subject could range anywhere from his great achievements on the court to what he’s done for this university to even what he’s done for this whole state of Michigan in general. The possibilities were endless and I was somewhat overwhelmed. I mean, we are talking about a man who has achieved so much here at MSU and across the state during the past 20 years.
Friday marks the 20th year that head basketball coach Tom Izzo has been at MSU, and since then his impact on the team — and the university’s students — has only continued to grow in strength. The students of MSU see Izzo as a role model during basketball games and even long after the last shot has been made from the court.
When it comes to human rights, you're either all in, or you're out. And when it comes to sweatshop labor, it's a reminder MSU desperately needs. Last year, a national campaign for the Accord on Fire and Building Safety in Bangladesh was written to hold brands with factories in Bangladesh legally responsible for the safety and well-being of their employees.
I am a male, and I was sexually assaulted. It took me a long time to say those words. It happened this summer, and I can hardly remember it, but it is something I cannot forget.
I’m not sure how to convey the emotion I felt when I was told that I had had sex the previous night. No words could describe the confusion I felt, the disbelief, the deep feeling of shock that set in right after I heard the news, or the countless feelings that barraged and overwhelmed me. "Helpless" is the best word I can think of that sums up the feeling of being taken advantage of by a boy while I was knocked out and completely unaware of what was going on; while I was beyond the point of giving consent and beyond the point of saying no. I spent nights wide awake, trying to decide if this was my fault, because at first I believed that it was.