File-sharing lawsuit could spark war
We are a generation born from the digital revolution. As college students, we have had almost every piece of information available to us through the click of a mouse on the Internet.
We are a generation born from the digital revolution. As college students, we have had almost every piece of information available to us through the click of a mouse on the Internet.
We've gone fish. We've found Nemo. We've provided sharks with an entire week of programming. We've displayed the musical talents of those "Under the Sea" to millions of our children.
Our culture seems to love fear. Scary movies have always been popular, Halloween is one of the most publicized holidays and the media jumps on anything frightening.
America: A place where freedom rings, a nation for huddled masses yearning to breathe free, a land of opportunity. Well, for white people at least.
The term socialized medicine is almost an evil term.
For most students, summer means one thing: a time to relax.
Growing up, this generation has been told that America is a place where all people are equal and anything is possible.
When I was 7 years old, my parents forced me to clean my room and do my homework. I was not unlike any other child. I wanted nothing more than to roam the neighborhood until it was dark.
Hardly anything about the news is upbeat anymore. For most of us, reading about the countless bombings, political scandals and dime-a-dozen
Last night I was playing beer pong with my friends, and I ended up contracting the swine flu.
After a full year of roaming the Tempe campus, many observations have flooded my brain and passed through the veil of bias that often overwhelms my conscience.
Society portrays college as the best years of our life. Then it supposedly is all downhill from there.
This semester, The State Press has been a numbers graveyard.
Attention Sun Devils, there is a horrible danger lurking around the corner. It sits in the darkness, staring out and waiting for its time to pounce and strike us down.
Among my favorite pastimes is perusing the Internet, reading blogs by fellow semimelancholy young people. As a veteran of life critique on the Web, my
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