The Berkeley Beacon

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Socrates frowns on you, Emerson

For the true academic, there is nothing more mouth-watering than a true colloquium. Sharing...

My Facebook fast

"Welcome to Facebook!" the home page exclaims. For the past three years, I've seen this greeting...

You#039;re not an animal

On Feb. 16, Travis the chimpanzee, who brutally mauled the friend of a 70-year-old woman who kept...

A proposal for fairer tuition

Thirty years ago, my mother worked two jobs, lived at home and commuted by train two hours a day...

Pick your poison. Quickly.

Those red sharpie letters on my calendar stare at me. "DEPOSIT," they read, sitting on a Monday...

Journalism: People of the press, embrace industry changes

iFirst in an occasional /iBeaconi series where students assess the state of their...

Facing the addiction: When your online profile takes over

Facebook owns me. And the newly revoked privacy policy alterations have nothing to do with it.I...

What#039;s Your Point: How is the poor economy affecting your spring break plans?

"It's really affecting my spring break. I was supposed to go on vacation with my family, but...

What#039;s Your Point?

bShould the administration reverse their prior decision to deny Professors House and Desir...

Salmonella on the roof of your mouth: The cost of cheap

It's a helicopter mom's nightmare. Instead of peanut butter giving your kid a fever and hives,...

Tweeting from darkness into light

Listen.I'm going to write this entire column in tweets.A tweet is a group of characters numbering...

Give T a chance

If you're a student in Boston, you probably use the T to get around. You love it or hate it,...

It#039;s (still) an insult

Thursday, Feb. 5 was a fateful day: JuicyCampus bit the dust. Founder and CEO Matt Ivester...

Right and wrong at the cash register

American consumers decide the fate of millions in developing countries everyday, most without...

Won#039;t you be our neighbor?

bBeacon Hill/bSince leaving the nest, I've tried to imitate the comforts of home. I filled my...