Feminism | Posted by Megan G on 03/20/2015

Nightclubs: A Culture of Harassment

The first time I experienced harassment in a club, a man came up behind me and put his hand under my dress and in between my legs. I was horrified. I felt dirty, violated and mortified. As the night went on, however, my feelings changed to anger. How dare he touch me like that without any consent? When my anger reached a boiling point I left the club to get some air and squawked indignantly about what had just happened as soon as I saw my friends. A few minutes later I learned that the same man had grabbed one of my friends bums and then just laughed. It was after this night that I decided to find out more.

It has become clear that my friend and …

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Feminism | Posted by Camille B on 04/5/2013

The Story of the Creepy Freshman

Last night I attended the Spring Dance at my (catholic, all-girls) school. I went with a guy named Enrique Iglesias.* He is a very nice guy, and by that I mean he knows how to effectively interact with other human beings and therefore instead of babysitting him I was free to just have fun. And that’s exactly what I did. I danced and danced…and danced. Now to be completely honest I have no rhythm whatsoever. But I do love to dance even if it is just failing my arms like a drunken chimpanzee.

As I was getting down on the dance floor a prepubescent freshman started grinding on me. Again, I just want to emphasize that I dance like an inebriated primate so I have to question hhis initial attraction. …

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Pop-Culture | Posted by Alec A on 10/13/2010

Being A Gay Teen at Homecoming

when raves arent always appropriate...

because raves aren't always appropriate...

I was at homecoming this past weekend and, given my miraculously heightened sense of male gender roles, I made a few interesting observations that I would like to share with the wild internet west. Alright, I have taken a sip of coffee, so here we go.

There is no such thing as a male dance move. I noticed this as I was trying to dance to various rap and pop songs. I would sort of try and get into it and then I would grudgingly realize that I really had no dance repertoire to draw on for that selection. I had two options: either dance like a heterosexual douchebag or dance like a flaming homosexual.

Let us look at the dance routine of the douchebag. …

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