THE UNIVERSITY OF SASKATCHEWAN’S MAIN CAMPUS IS SITUATED ON TREATY 6 TERRITORY AND THE HOMELAND OF THE MÉTIS.

THE UNIVERSITY OF SASKATCHEWAN’S MAIN CAMPUS IS SITUATED ON TREATY 6 TERRITORY AND THE HOMELAND OF THE MÉTIS.

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  • By February 2, 2012

    “Why can’t they just get over the past and move on?”

    This comment, more than any other, enrages me when people discuss issues affecting First Nations in Canada.

    I have heard it more times than I ever wanted to. Unfortunately, it usually has nothing to do with the speaker hoping that aboriginal people can move beyond the oppression, but is another way of admitting that they would rather not deal with centuries-old injustices.

  • The CBC is under ideological attack: if the Conservatives cut funding, Canadian identity will suffer

    By February 1, 2012

    Currently, the CBC has an annual budget of $1.1 billion, a figure that is expected to decrease in the near future.

    The CBC is a wounded soldier wheeling a single pistol. It is up against the heavily armed cavalry that is the American media. If we do not provide it with adequate defence, it will be killed. Canada will then be in danger of succumbing to a Conservative agenda that seems more concerned with protecting its own ideology than the Canadian public.

  • Calling cell phone users on their addiction

    By January 29, 2012

    Addiction. That’s right; I’m calling all phone users on it. You’re addicted.

    I know you’re probably raising your eyebrows at me right now. I’m sure I would be too if I hadn’t given this subject some thought. But this isn’t a lecture to all you texters about how phone use is bad for you or how you have lost all ability to directly communicate with real people.

  • Dear Nickleback: an open letter to the third-best band to ever come out of Hanna, Alberta

    By January 29, 2012

    I’ve been able to bottle it up until now. It has been boiling in the background, but I put a lid on it and let it be.

    But now — now you’ve done it. You have, once again, ended up nearly at the top of U.S. record sales. Sure, other Canadians have joined you in the Top 10 album sales spotlight — Bublé, Drake and Bieber to be specific.

    But you, sirs, of the “our name is the grammatically incorrect way to give change to a customer” tribe, I take issue with.

  • Am I a feminist?

    By January 28, 2012

    Am I a feminist? What is a feminist anyway? There seem to be a lot of opinions about them, and there is always that braless, hairy, man-hating stereotypical image which I don’t think I fit. Although shaving is a real pain and some days hating men would not be that hard, I don’t want to have to try and be a man so I can make it in the world, and I don’t want to be put into some prescribed role because I admit that I am a woman.

  • Canadians are the truly guilty party in politics

    By January 28, 2012

    Could it be that the recent surge in public interest marks a genuine societal shift toward an altogether more politically active and engaged form of citizenship? Unfortunately, no.

    Having flexed their sagging muscles of accountability, the less than two in three eligible Canadian voters who bother to turn up are then free to return to the more pressing matters in their life, like microwaving a burrito and updating their Twitter feed.

  • The joys of masturbation

    By January 27, 2012

    Wouldn’t it be wonderful if your sexual partner could get inside of your head? If they knew exactly how to touch you, exactly how it made you feel? Well folks, you don’t need to look very far to find this Casanova because that sexy person is you!

    Masturbation is not just an activity I indulge in, but it is as much a part of my routine as brushing my teeth or going to the gym.

  • University area sidewalks could be dangerously icy, so get out there and shovel!

    By January 26, 2012

    Every day, I walk to university. I see many of my kind, heads down against the wind, squinting into the sun checking for traffic and shifting anxiously, waiting for the College Drive crosswalk light to turn.

    Lately, however, we have faced a new enemy on our daily jaunts. I see my comrades’ eyes glued to the sidewalk, their feet placed carefully, walking in fear of the slippery ice that causes gymnastic feats more appropriate for some twisted Cirque du Soleil performance.