Opinion

Confiscate grade points from privileged students, give to needy

By John Evans

Welfare is the answer.


Strange as those words may sound coming from someone who has been a conservative Republican all his life, they are true. Call it a conversion experience.


After years of study, heart-searching and observation, I have shockingly concluded that programs like welfare are the most realistic hopes of ending poverty and injustice in society. Not only that, but the idea behind welfare could be used to greatly benefit the students of UMHB.


The administration should immediately start a program called Gradefare. Under this program, every student making a “B” or higher in any class would be required to take a certain number of points from his or her average and donate them to a common “point bank” controlled by the professor. The higher the grade you make, the more points you give. These points would then be given out to all students making a “C” or worse to raise their grades.

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African Americans should move past color, look inside

By Angel Bell

Brought here in chains, we were. Rooted in shame, we were. Slaves to the white man, we were. Now, who is to blame?
Color is a major issue in the African-American race. Whether their exposure comes from elders making comments on how to lighten up or darken down the family line or from their friends making jokes, many blacks have become more aware of what tone of black they possess.


One UMHB student is frequently judged by her family because of her skin tone.  


“I am always judged because all my family is dark, and I’m not,” she said. “Sometimes they say I had it easier than the rest of them because I’m lighter.”

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Abstain from nauseating smooch fests

By Sara Barnes

As the weather changes, the grass turns greener, the days get warmer and the public displays of affection get grosser.


Recently, while walking across campus, I came across three couples, all of whom were obviously deeply in love.
How do I know their feelings, you ask?


I didn’t talk to them. In fact, I couldn’t even see their faces. They were busy expressing their feelings through something that looked like a skewed and uncertified CPR.


I’m not the PDA police, but it bothers me when people start doing what they shouldn’t be doing at all (or at least should be doing in private) in public places for the entire world to see.

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Engaged and Enraged: Bells couple throws good-humored punches over spastic city, podunk country living

By Jessa Grassi

Sunlight shines sharply into the vehicle, just above the driver’s side window. I look out of the little red Ranger pickup truck at a sea of about-to-be-harvested corn. The stalks are hearty and green, and the leaves bend out like gymnasts’ arms. Taking in the beauty that is a cornfield, I make the mistake of mentioning this to my country-boy other half as we travel down a majestic country road.


“Isn’t that corn beautiful?”


Instead of a loving response or an appreciation for what I am seeing, I hear a mocking chortle come from my loved one’s lips. He laughs to himself and condescendingly says, “Yes, honey, it’s beautiful.”

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