Boy, are they at it again. The infamous Daily Collegian columns have returned and this time they claim to have “solved” sexual assault.
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Seriously, whatever you’re doing, make sure you’re having fun.
You may have seen these kiosks around campus and even ignored them, but wepa is the future of campus printing.
If you let others pick your major or your student organizations for you, there’s no way to truly give it one hundred percent of your effort.
I always thought I would be here at Penn State. It’s been a dream since I was a kid. But now these past four years seem like they have been a dream.
“It is time to stop trying to save reputations and repeating the same failed approaches, because that will not make Penn State a better and safer place. It is time to address these problems head on, together,” the letter reads.
Instead of offering resources for improvement, Penn State shattered the Greek system and left its members stranded and scrambling to pick up the pieces.
“After the death of Timothy Piazza, I was amazed at the number of older people so ready to condemn kids aged 18-22 for their negligence. I was amazed not because I condoned their negligence, but because I wondered what other than blame-shifting and poor behavior we could expect from the kids in an environment where they receive no meaningful ethical or moral instruction — or more importantly, actual modeled moral behavior.”
Penn State Greek life has allowed thousands of men just like me to grow into better people and successful members of society. Depriving anyone of this amazing opportunity, even for just a semester, is not only a disservice to the students but a hypocritical action of the university.
20 years from now, they’ll look back on this season as the one that changed Penn State hockey. These guys and all the suits and ties behind them clawed their way up from unranked to national prominence. This was the year the “maybe” turned into “yes.” This story started in Greenberg Ice Pavilion, developed in Pegula Ice Arena, and advances tonight in U.S. Bank Arena.
For the last 68 years, college hockey was as much of a place as it was a game. College hockey has been Massachusetts. It’s been Michigan, North Dakota, and Minnesota.
Tonight, college hockey is Pennsylvania.
Only four Penn State figures and one organization have ever risen to the pinnacle of ice cream achievement. If anyone deserves to join that elite company next, it’s Cael Sanderson.
So I guess this is goodbye, Pegula. Who knew it would be so hard to let go of a building — one that didn’t even exist when I got to Penn State?
Now that Joe Jonas and DNCE have broken the barrier of being the first internationally-known group to perform at THON, will others follow suit as the Executive Committee works to secure a big name every year? And, moreover, should they?
Two of our staffers tested out the new treadmill desks and were impressed with how easy they were to use (which is saying something considering the awkward-blogger stereotype).
Some people think Penn State and the Big Ten ruined college hockey. They didn’t, but that attitude might.
In 1982, Penn State was one vote short of joining the Big East. With its future in the Big Ten and the Big East’s eventual demise, the early rejection might have been the best thing to happen to the Penn State athletic program.
It’s hard enough not to get emotional experiencing your last football season as a senior under normal circumstances, but this season was anything but normal.
A trophy wouldn’t have given us anything we didn’t have before the Rose Bowl. I hope the tradition we carry into next season is this: It’s great to love Penn State, no matter the final score.
But the truth is that I’ll be there in spirit somewhere — standing, fidgeting, nervously swaying, joyously jumping, etc. — from the opening kickoff to the final play of the game. And after it’s over, after the clock hits triple zeroes and the whole wild ride of the 2016 season has concluded and it’s time to exit those gates, I hope that all you Penn Staters fortunate enough to be in that stadium will have the chance to walk outside, across the parking plot plains, look back one last time at that iconic neon-lit sign, and whisper out into the California night — We got back, man. We got back.