So that’s what a feminist looks like…
“You’re such a feminist!” is the statement she makes toward me, about me. “What?! No…” is the next thing I hear as a friend of mine comes to my defense. …
Volume 48
Nanaboozhoo Loves Trent Students
In the spirit of sharing Anishinaabe culture with the Trent community during this month of love, I offer a story that shows the love Nanaboozhoo has for the students here …
Fill in the Blank: “I am not my…”
In 2010, photographer Steve Rosenfield started the “What I Be Project.” Volunteers were required to complete the following statement: “I am not my ___.” Each individual was asked to complete …
Black History Month in the Canadian Context
As we are in the month of February, Trent is recognizing Black History Month with a series of events including lectures, discussions, concerts, and performances, as it is recognized across …
Dating: an old fashioned practice?
Yes, Valentine’s Day is approaching, but no, this is not another article about dating. Or is it? I recently read an article that compared British dating and American dating, and …
Spoon Fed: Ever tried making quiche?
Last week’s article focused on a winter-friendly food easily sourced from the Peterborough Farmers’ Market. Because our head cook and at least one of our loyal volunteers are totally obsessed …
Opinion: Student Centre needs more than just LEED Framework
As many readers will recall, one of the TCSA’s major initiatives last year was towards finally securing the creation of our very own student centre—a building to house student services …
RE: Newfangled is No Good
To the editors of Arthur and the students and community of Trent University, I would like to address the letter to the editor found in the Jan. 27 edition entitled …
Coffee, Community, and Noise
Here’s a little thing that happens in a traditional radio environment: the Producer sits in a booth surrounded by buttons, dials, switches and faders. Meanwhile, the Programmer sits in another …
‘Home’ is the Soundtrack to Snow-Fuelled Angst
There is something about February that makes me want to spend my days sitting by a window, silently brooding and sipping copious amounts of tea. Peterborough winters tend to feel …