Opinions pieces published in The Herald — which include columns, op-eds, letters to the editor, and editorials — are written independently of news coverage. More information on the difference between these formats can be found at https://www.browndailyherald.
In order to respect individuals’ current and lived identities, The Herald has adopted a new policy regarding requests from transgender or nonbinary individuals to replace their deadname and/or change their pronouns featured in previously published work on The Herald’s website.
Joe Biden campaigned on bipartisanship, on “the spirit of being able to work with one another.” To be frank, that is hardly what we’ve gotten from his presidency thus far, one defined by partisan legislative maneuvering.
The Herald will publish content on our website daily throughout the summer term.
Before last March, I had never seen someone open a trash can with their elbows. For whatever reason, that is the detail I visualize when I recall my first impression of what would soon explode into the COVID-19 pandemic:
Hello, my fellow graduates, friends, families, and honored guests. My name is Wassa Bagayoko, and it is my distinct honor and deep pleasure to address you this morning.
I did not first move into Brown during a pandemic, but I might as well have. As most of us have found ourselves during the past 14 months, in that moment in September 2017, taking my very first steps on College Hill, I was completely alone.
Standing on the threshold of graduation, the path ahead seems rife with uncertainty. In our years at Brown, we’ve spent our time building ourselves into a community that supports, challenges and encourages us. That’s a hard thing to let go of as we leave College Hill behind.
I was never someone who dreamed of moving to a big city; I remember visiting New York City when I was a kid and hating it. But my excitement to move to Brown stemmed, in large part, from a belief I hadn’t even been conscious of holding: that step one in ‘making it’ was leaving home, and the Midwest, behind.
As a member of the Band — yeah, those sickos who wake you up early every Parent’s Weekend — I’ve heard a lot of Brown school songs (and occasionally remembered how to play them). Our fight song, Ever True to Brown, is fitting for our class of 2021.
In high school, I once joked that I didn’t find out I was Black until my first day of sixth grade. That is, of course, an exaggeration; my parents and my parents’ parents are Black, and I have never dissociated myself from my identity.
The University reported 70 positive COVID-19 cases through the asymptomatic testing...
Recent months for the University and Providence at large — entailing vaccine distribution,...
The University has further lifted restrictions on density requirements on campus...
The University will begin returning to pre-pandemic campus life after on-campus students...
As Providence defrosts from a winter of isolation and cold, the sun sets later and Brunonians can bask in the sun for a little longer.
Designed by
