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Late Sunday evening, Taylor Swift broke her career-long political silence. In an impassioned and heartfelt Instagram post, she endorsed Phil Bredesen and Jim Cooper, two Tennessee Democrats running for the U.S. Senate and House of Representatives, respectively.
“It’s a very scary time for young men,” Donald Trump said this week, referring to the Kavanaugh hearings.
N.C. Attorney General Josh Stein announced Thursday that the state will receive a $2 million federal grant for testing and tracking sexual assault kits.
“Remember in November! Remember in November! Remember in November!”
On Thursday, Chancellor Carol Folt and Executive Vice Chancellor and Provost Robert Blouin announced Vice Chancellor of Student Affairs Winston Crisp would be retiring later this month. Vice Chancellor Crisp has worked at UNC for 26 years, starting his career at the University directly after graduating from the UNC School of Law in 1992.
Lilly Mills remembers her sex education class at Asheville High School well. She learned the basics about sexually transmitted diseases and was told that abstinence was the only true way to avoid those diseases.
Devastation. Betrayal. Rage. That’s the roller coaster of emotions E felt when she was diagnosed with genital herpes — a sexually transmitted infection with no cure.
The Me Too Monologue production team held a workshop and planning session Tuesday at 6:30 p.m. to tackle what messages they want to present in their show.
Art prior to your present historical moment can be quickly judged, but the better move is to first critically witness it. I would like to tell you the following narrative arc is not immortalized in celluloid. I really would. But that would not be the truth.
Unquestioned acceptance of a baseless claim never flies in academia, and yet universities around the nation — the faces of higher education — have modified the laws of the criminal justice system to favor a lower standard of evidence from which to draw conclusions.
I write in response to Seth Newkirk’s recent column, “Where’s the Evidence?”, a remarkable act of bad faith in the service of a man who does not need our protection.
In her testimony for the Senate Judiciary Committee last Thursday, Dr. Christine Blasey Ford made a passing reference to her time at UNC as a college student, describing her first two years of undergrad as a time when she “struggled very much,” saying that she “had a very hard time...forming friendships and especially friendships with boys, and (she) had academic problems.” Ford’s time at UNC was not the subject of interest for the Senate Judiciary Committee, who were questioning Ford because of her allegation that Brett Kavanaugh, President Donald Trump’s Supreme Court nominee, sexually assaulted her at a party in the early 1980s. For this Editorial Board, though, Ford’s mention of her time at UNC in the 1980s raised the question: how much safer is the UNC of today than the UNC of Ford’s days?
I am all for the #MeToo movement and I understand why high-profile cases of sexual assault and sexual harassment receive all attention in the media — if the subject is well-known, the story affects and concerns a larger audience. But we cannot allow ourselves to discredit or forget the cases that go unheard and unnoticed simply because they have no ties to Hollywood or politics.
We believe Dr. Christine Blasey Ford.
This editorial board likes to focus in calling our community to practicable action. Regarding sexual assault, there's an act we can all perform, beyond just reporting assault and supporting its survivors.
Rachel, our editor in chief, and Bailey, our managing editor, are both from Eastern North Carolina. It's woven into the fabric of their beings; they're so proud of their hometowns. I appreciate that about them. Being from Winston-Salem, I usually just tell people that we have Krispy Kreme and Chris Paul went to my high school.
Officials from 10 UNC-system schools gathered in Chapel Hill Wednesday morning for the academic year’s first Campus Security Committee meeting. The meeting focused on how to address system-wide issues like campus crime data collection and reporting.
After getting home and running in to brush my teeth Sunday night, I went back out to my car and saw someone rummaging through it.
What do I remember from my first middle school dance? I remember the fairy lights perfunctorily strung up around the St. Elizabeth’s gymnasium, and the crowds of sweating, rowdy Catholic school kids, ferried in from all corners of Montgomery County, Maryland to grind indiscriminately with each other. I remember an eighth grade boy from Mater Dei, an all-boys Catholic middle school in our area, walking up to me and asking me to give him a blowjob. And I distinctly remember telling him to go fuck himself. I remember the adrenaline rush of standing up for myself, and the concurrent swell of queasiness I felt when I thought about this random boy, with his adolescent swagger, feeling entitled enough to ask me for something that I didn’t even fully understand yet. I remember feeling small and ridiculed, despite my big, confident refusal. I was 12.
Happy Labor Day! To celebrate, I’ve spent the weekend eating my weight’s worth in food, watching Seinfeld and visiting my loved ones. What’s most important is that I’ve done nothing resembling work or productivity in at least 48 hours.
