Now, as we begin to put the pieces together, search for answers and bring those responsible to justice, it is important not to lose sight of our principles and risk sacrificing all we have accomplished as a people since Patriots Day.
On April 18, The News’s headline read “Unity Over Anguish,” and no doubt Boston residents felt both emotions in the wake of the terrorist acts perpetrated in the heart of our city. Unfortunately, The News’s interview with Professor Jack Levin on the bombings was less-than-unifying in nature.
Always missing from these discussions is a simpler way to end any Iranian nuclear threat: Create a nuclear weapons free zone (NWFZ) in the Middle East.
When the bombs went off, Patriots’ Day took on a new meaning. It wasn’t a novel day of remembrance of days passed, heroes in tri-cornered hats fighting an old war on old streets. It became a dark, gritty day.
Sir Isaac Newton would say every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Monday’s devastating events suggest the same cannot be said for mankind; in the face of tragedy, the people of Boston showed such horrific events have not an equal reaction, but one that is much greater.
Fare thee well, Huntington Avenue. Adieu, Northeastern. See ya later, Shillman Cat. After five years at Northeastern, it is time to move on. I know, however, that the Northeastern I am leaving is not the same one I arrived at as a freshman.
Last week, I was in a beautiful event room in a beautiful Parisian hotel, telling newly accepted international students how picturesque and perfect Northeastern University is. I was telling them that as a Husky, I have an inherent and instinctive pride that fills me up every time I think about Boston and my university.
Northeastern truly espoused its role as a global university last month when it announced it was cutting ties with Adidas over the athletic apparel company’s role in workers’ rights violations overseas. By doing so, the university proved that its global reach is not limited to academics, but includes Northeastern’s values as well.
April is here, and for most students, that simply means finals, lots of rain and temperamental weather as we slowly make the change over to summer. For me and my other senior class members, however, this month is the last time many of us will set foot inside a university. It is an exciting and nerve-wracking time, where everything and nothing seems possible. As I reflect on my five glorious years at Northeastern, I guess I can say I learned a thing or two.
While I initially believed that this decision was a mistake by The Huntington News and a failure of the paper to report on matters important to the Northeastern community, after putting in additional thought, I realized that the true failure lies within SGA. If SGA does something for the student body, but no one knows about it, did it ever happen?
