Well, that’s another year for The Quill come and gone (although there’s almost an entire month left of classes – schedule changes will do that), and it was an interesting one, to say the least. As a Quill staffer since...
I am now four weeks away from being half-done my four-year Bachelor’s of Music degree. Let me find some wood to knock on, and then I’ll chat with you a bit. Frankly, I’m not feeling so hot about the prospects...
Since diving into term II, I’ve had the distinct impression that our campus has gotten a lot quieter. I’m not certain what it is – the absence of those...
Another holiday season has come and gone, and it is now time to face the year ahead of us. With that in mind, I thought I would take this opportunity to discuss the imminent apocalypse and the intricacies of the...
The 2011 Vanier Cup was as scintillating a sporting event as you will ever see, either live or on your television. The McMaster University Marauders’ first-half dominance of the perennial favourite, Laval Rouge et Or, was bested in drama only...
It has been a week now since we have all gotten back to class, though it may feel like either an eternity, or no time at all. For myself, it feels like it has been no time at all. This...
The strike has been careening around the race track for six weeks now, or thereabouts. The semester is shot. It’s in cardiac arrest. It got hit a few laps back, was sent flying into the wall, and crumpled into a...
I’ll try to keep the Johnny Cash references to a minimum.
For one reason or another, I’ve decided to support the professors in this little labour dispute we’ve been enjoying for the past month and a half. This fact probably...
3:55 AM is the time at which I could no longer hold it in. It is the time at which my victimization at the hands of two bumbling, incompetent factions stops. I sit here and realize...
I’m going to keep this short and to the point in order to stave off angry ranting, so I apologize if this comes off as terse or severe; this topic requires maximum efficiency and minimum wishy-washiness.
I’ve been thinking about the Occupy movement a lot lately.
When I first heard about it, I was fully in support. Because of my particular circumstances, I have always felt like I am teetering on the brink of the 99%....
If we were all in elementary school, all of our teachers going on strike would probably be the greatest gift from the mysterious adult world we could receive. Imagine; a mini-vacation right smack dab in the middle of the school...
I have a love-hate relationship with public transportation. I often sway back and forth between extreme optimism and terribly cynical pessimism when it comes to the subject. After much thought on the subject, I believe I have come to some...
Like most Canadians, my relationship with the United States is pretty passive-aggressive. I fall over backwards to be friendly to them when they show up, and I have many American relatives whose nationality in no way dampens my affection for...
So you’ve made it this far. High school is behind you; some of you are going to be happier about that than others. Whatever your experience of those four years was like, they’re forever in the...
Anybody keeping close track of NPD leader Jack Layton’s health should have seen it coming, but his death earlier this month still came as a shock to many. Though he looked quite rough during the July press conference, many thought...