Thoughts from Gen Z: Giving You Something to Think ‘Bout…

Thoughts from Gen Z: Giving You Something to Think ‘Bout…

Life & Community, Opinion, Stories
Giving you something to think ‘bout… Majallen Cespedes (AKA Jelly) Hey guys! It's Jelly! I feel like we haven't talked in a long time!  But here I am, new and improved as they say, giving you something to think about. During the time we have been apart, I truly believe that I've changed GREATLY as a person. My outlook on life, my level of maturity, my relationship with God, my way of thinking, how I handle stressful situations, pretty much everything, has changed for the better. Also, in my newfound maturity, I’ve come to realize that you will never succeed, be great, or receive any blessings when you look down on others, especially those with limitations or special needs. Everyone is equal regardless of their outward appearance or perceived limitations,…
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Racial Violence in Charlottesville

Racial Violence in Charlottesville

Stories
One person died and dozens were injured after violence erupted at a white nationalist rally in Charlottesville Virginia Saturday. The “Unite the Right” rally was organized by Jason Kessler, a white nationalist who described the event on his Facebook page as “biggest pro-Confederate right-wing rally of the year!” The rally began in Emancipation Park  at around 7 a.m. and began spiraling out of control after two people were injured in an altercation near the park, the city said on its official twitter account. By about 11:30 a.m. Virginia Governor Terry McAuliffe declared a state of emergency in Charlottesville, according to a statement released by his office. A short time later a car drove through a crowd of people in the downtown area, killing one and injuring 19 others, Charlottesville police said on their Facebook page. James Alex Fields Jr., 20 of Ohio, was arrested for…
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Desert Visit

Lifestyle, Stories, Uncategorized
It’s quiet where I live now. I wake around 4:00 am, because it seems that is what I do now. Lying under a mound of blankets, I usually manage to kick one foot free to cool from the heat in the bed. The windows that surround the bed are open, inviting what little air flow there is to come in. I lay quiet, listening for nothing in particular, but listening nevertheless. The desert doesn’t speak much at night. There are those exceptions when, in the distance, a coyote howl can be heard. Some nights, one lonely coyote call rings out. Occasionally, others reply back. Their howls start out high and piercing, fading away as quickly as they begin. Sometimes their cries are disturbing. Perhaps they stir within me an ancestral…
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Leftover Opportunity

Stories
By Diana Creel Elarde I sit up at the counter at the retro diner, slowly munching the last french fry. The cook, probably the owner, keeps staring out the window behind me. Each time, his lips are pressed together and his head shakes. It doesn’t take much to figure out something out there is annoying him. I don’t need to look out the window to know what his problem is; I’ve seen that expression before. In fact, even though he doesn’t recognize me now, I used to be part of his problem. His restaurant sits not far from the shelter, right by the bus stop, among a series of small mom-and-pop restaurants on the street. This area is an ideal spot to hang around for those who need to scrounge…
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Man on Fire

Life & Community, Stories
By Martti C. Peeples Stanhope Gayles Jr. is a man on fire, on a mission to help stir more young men to choose a better path in life. How capable is this man? Judging from his own personal journey, very capable. Question: What makes your caged bird sing? Answer:  "My bird's been caged for so long. In order for it to sing, it had to be released. And just the freedom of being released is why I began to sing. When you don't know you're caged, every day is just a day. But the moment you realize you're free, you sing, and from the day I was free, I've been singing, I've been singing!!!!" Reared by a single mother, Stanhope lost his father by the age of 2. Stanhope would,…
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PERSPECTIVE

PERSPECTIVE

Arts & Culture, Life & Community, Stories
By Diana Creel Elarde I cross the campus in the silence of the early morning. Even if the cars on the avenues around here tried to make noise, their tires remain quiet as they roll over the fresh layers of snow. The silence has caught my attention. In a city of cars, buses and light rail, there always seems to be the air of noise. Usually their noises float past my thoughts; they integrate themselves into my mind, a constant background to my city day. Today the silence of it all captures my direct attention, making each step I take sound gigantic in nature. Perhaps they are gigantic. I never dreamed I would be on a campus, at least not officially as a student. Yet here I am; a world…
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