There are few greater ways to prove the magnitude of an San Diego State student’s spirit than by choosing to sleep outside of Viejas Arena for Aztec basketball games.
Several months ago, I had the opportunity to speak with Nora, a former San Diego State student who was raped and beaten by her then-boyfriend while she was a student here.
Do me a favor and think back to your high school days.
Debating whether or not to legalize same-sex marriage is not for the faint of heart. Oftentimes, it yields a firestorm of disputes about religion, traditionalism, the right to privacy and issues of equality.
What’s really in a hot dog? Apparently animal hearts, kidneys and livers aren’t uncommon ingredients. It’s disgusting, yes. But mysterious, mechanically separated organ links are the least of your worries.
Let me introduce you to Nora.* At first glance, she appears to be your normal, everyday student. Her bag is full of books, her mind adrift with thoughts of midterms and weekend plans. She is articulate, ambitious and bright. She’s not that different from you — except for one thing. She’s a rape victim.
Anxious and uncertain, a 17-year-old girl stands naked in front of her bedroom mirror. She takes out her cell phone, adjusts it accordingly and snaps a picture. Does it look OK? Browsing through her contacts, she clicks the name of the older guy she’s been seeing for several months and attaches the image. Am I really about to do this? “Your message has been sent.” A single thought races through her head, “I hope I don’t regret this.”
Pseudoscience is still flooding into our nation’s public high schools. Data reported by the National Survey of High School Biology Teachers revealed that 13 percent of U.S. high school biology educators advocate creationism in class, while 60 percent tiptoe around the controversial evolution vs. creationism topic so as not to offend religious students and parents.
I’m deleting your friends on Facebook, tearing down the walls of your house on Second Life, digging up your crops on FarmVille and seizing your precious iPhone, TV and MacBook. If I had just accomplished this miraculous mission, how would you feel? Would you feel free, relieved even? Or would you be overwhelmed with a feeling of helplessness?