Opinion

When I packed for college, my parents made sure that I had pepper spray — just in case I faced any surprise threats while walking alone at night. Though my mix of paranoia and caution led me to keep that...

There’s a story that all of us have heard and some of us have told, and it goes like this: The University of Mississippi was once a great school. Its magnolia-shaded campus sheltered one of the few enduring pockets of...

On Monday, Feb. 3, The Daily Mississippian published an opinion column titled “We need to stop saying ‘Ole Miss.’” The author, Zach Borenstein, compared the affectionate nickname of our university to racially charged phrases, but he misses the point of...

The Iowa caucus started on Tuesday, Feb. 4th, and two days later, we still weren’t sure who won. For days, two candidates claimed victory.  Citizens all over the country are calling for a revolution of our voting system. The Iowa...

Dear parents everywhere, I saw Janet Jackson’s breast and turned out just fine. Lewd. Crude. Disgusting. Nasty. Vulgar. Crossed the line. Glorified pornography. Crass. Inappropriate. Gross. Sickening. These are just some of the comments fired across the internet following Shakira...

Chanting, cheering, clapping and showing hostility toward rivals. If someone had thrown a football into the crowd at the State of the Union address on Tuesday night, I would have sworn that I was watching the Super Bowl. This American...

Whenever I told people that I was going to live and study in South Africa for this semester, I was met with an array of reactions that represent the ever-changing, consistently well-meaning cast of characters in my life.  I received...

On Jan. 28, The Daily Mississippian published an opinion column titled “Not the time, not the place to protest,” which criticized an Abolish IHL protest at Tuesday night’s Open Doors event.  The column’s author, Lauren Moses, swung by to ask...

In the past two weeks, I have finished a semester’s worth of homework for my American history class. I did not do it because I’m a huge history buff or a straight-up overachiever, but I did it because I couldn’t...

Once, while in college, I was at a track meet watching a race with a teammate and good friend of mine. In the race, one athlete’s heel was clipped by another’s, and the athlete went tumbling down. “Man,” my friend...