Late on a Thursday night in September and via phone call, two long-distance friends and I recounted the details of videos that made us cry that past week.
Recreational drugs have become extremely widespread in recent years. In the ‘50s and ‘60s, smoking embodied coolness and glamour of the early rock ‘n’ roll era; it was a symbol of social status.
Pain is all I felt after I got elbowed in the face during a wrestling match. My nose had broken pretty bad, but in hindsight, breaking my nose was lightwork compared to the surgery I had two years later.
By Merritt Hughes, Opinion Co-Editor
/ September 25, 2024
Journalists have always had a lot of influence when it comes to current events. Especially in this digital age of online journalism—aka X, previously Twitter—how a reporter frames a story is vital.
I left the college for a multitude of reasons, but the main one was the way the Emerson community handled the past year. Not the administration, the Emerson community.
I am tired of listening to our political candidates talk about healing our nation, bringing the country back together again, and being a president for all Americans “regardless of political party.”
I was thrilled when I got accepted into Emerson’s journalism program in 2022. Now, entering my third year, I am filled with dread.
Emerson’s Instagram...
By Maddie Barron, Magazine Editor & Assistant Opinion Editor
/ August 28, 2024
The Emerson College we once knew is dead. It was dying long before April 25, but that morning was the coup de grâce. The atmosphere of the college is now almost unrecognizable.
I remember packing for Emerson this time last year, still riding the wave of excitement from my acceptance letter. Now, I pack with a pit in my stomach, preparing to face a place that bears little resemblance to the promises I pocketed on my campus tour.
By Meg Richards, Beacon Correspondent
/ July 25, 2024
I found out Joe Biden dropped out of the presidential race from a meme.
I was at the movie theater with my best friend, Camille, watching “Maxxxine”...
I was there when the Emerson College encampment started. After months of being ignored by the administration, the students finally found a way to be...
Content warning: this article contains bloody imagery.
I was in grade school when Yigal Amir, a Zionist who objected to the Oslo Accords, assassinated...
May Day marks the last day I will enter the classroom as a full-time teacher at Emerson. The part of teaching I will miss most is standing in front of...