Sydney Sauter, a senior nutritional science major, grew up in a conservative household in the South. Surrounded by relatives and peers who discounted feminism, she fell into a dislike of the movement and what it stood for.From a young age, Sauter said she learned from her single mother and like-minded peers in Oklahoma and Arkansas to belittle, compete with and tear down women, … [Read more...] about Sydney Sauter: Women Supporting Women
Currents Magazine
Students Share Perspectives on Gender Inequality
Currents magazine gave Seaver students the opportunity to share their perspectives on and experiences with gender inequality and feminism. A total of 221 students responded, including at least 134 women and at least 81 men. Here's what the data reveals. Almost 20% of students said they did not identify as feminists, and 14% were unsure. About half of students said a … [Read more...] about Students Share Perspectives on Gender Inequality
Letter From the Editor
Photo by Milan Loiacono I knew it was a problem when the birds started to sing … as I started to get ready for bed. Most everyone in my life has told me I’ll grow out of it; nocturnality is an element of youth that will fade under the strict regularity of a 9-to-5 job. But I’ve done 9-to-5, and it hasn’t gone away; more than that, I don’t want it to. It’s not a question … [Read more...] about Letter From the Editor
Sanctuary
Wisps of sunlight smothered like flames; Swallowed up by hungry mountains. A funny game to play; Silhouettes and shadows vanish. While sight becomes useless, Thought gains its purpose. No light is shed on this mess, So we can finally focus. Momentary troubles like landfills Disappear for the night. Thrills, kills and pills, Disintegrate until dawn. Darkness is … [Read more...] about Sanctuary
Blank Hours Poem
By Joys Annika DavidI. I rely on the sun’s constant kept time.In awe, I glance out the window to seepaint strokes of color calling the day torest. There is more to life than the everyday bustle of mundane tasks. This, I thinkof, sitting alone in the dusk’s comingdarkness, watching the light outside. I wishI can capture the aura of these hours,painting my gravestone … [Read more...] about Blank Hours Poem