108. That is the number of stairs there is from the library entry down to the 6th floor. 108. When I was thinking of coming to the U of L, I was told “Don’t go, all there is is concrete and stairs.” Of course, I didn’t believe it and I travelled 6 hours to embark on a tour. Of the concrete. And the stairs. I’m graduating now, and I think I’m going to miss those 108 stairs. Although I’ve only been here two years (I transferred in), the U of …

The end of the semester draws near and I would like to take this opportunity to bid all students, those graduating and those we’ll see again next year, a very fond farewell. With the summer looming, I encourage the students at the U of L to emerge into the sunlight and get some colour back into those pasty limbs. It will only blind you for a second, and as the dots fade from your gloom-clouded vision and you breathe the fresh spring air, I encourage you to soak up as …

I know, I know. Right under Oliver O’Brien’s name it says “Features Humour Writer”. I understand. But I’m just plain tired of this rhetoric, which can simplistically be labeled as “men’s rights jokes”. As a women’s Studies major and as an outspoken feminist I hear them all the time. The problem is that these jokes actually often belittle and belie the reality of men’s oppression and the abuse of men. These jokes also belittle and belie the reality of women’s oppression and the abuse of women. By never properly addressing …

I am writing in regards to a concern with the Outspoken section of the issue of the Meliorist for the week of Thursday, March 22. The given definition of an asexual is “someone who is experiences romantic or sexual desire exclusively for themselves”. Lack of grammar and editing aside, this definition is incredibly inaccurate, and I am concerned about its circulation throughout the university in the Meliorist. I am disappointed in the lack of research that went into writing this section of the article.I wanted to notify you that the …

I’ve had it. We are down to our last two issues of the Meliorist and I’ve been trying to get a response from this god-forsaken student population of the laziest sheeple on the planet with absolutely no luck. They probably don’t even read this page. Well good riddance. I’m making my last offer: to all those like-minded activist peeps out there who want to join me, I’m going to march on Ottawa and stage a coup. We’ll sit on the front lawn of the parliament buildings singing Koombay-ah (or however …