Essays

Schlepping back and forth to Sharon Springs every few months is my civic duty. What would happen if I didn’t fulfill it?

I won’t be interning at The Wall Street Journal come summer. In fact, I didn’t even apply at all.

Ticketmaster’s unchecked power has slowly but surely dismantled and corrupted the live music industry as we know it.

It is easy to get wrapped in the change we want to see back in our home state or across the country while ignoring the need for change in our own backyard.

Qatar’s unfair and inhumane treatment of migrant workers exposes the true cost of this so-called “beautiful game.”

As a queer person with a uterus, my anxiety was at an all time high thinking that people could ever vote against my existence as a human.

In a political field rife with hyper partisanship that’s hurting all voters, Independents deserve to have their own identities.

We can celebrate historical styles without omitting their designers and the people of color who had more than just a fashionable reason for creating them.

The public continues to grasp at pieces of Monroe instead of acknowledging the toxicity of their obsession with her.

Studying at GW is a privilege and an incredible opportunity, so to allow insecurity into my studies would be a travesty and a waste.