Luckily, my encounter on Saturday left me with minimal injury, but I learned one thing — that the Bystander Effect is very much alive.

Penn students are eager to integrate themselves into the community and ensure that things change for the better. But it’s time to also gather momentum in combating an issue of life and death.

Although I do not ever intend to be the national spokesperson for Abstinence America, I do not see anything wrong with the campus promoting this ideal as much as they do contraceptives at the Penn Women’s Center or the LGBT Center.

We are actually happier when we have limited options.

I may be a disillusioned music-purist who needs to face the music, but I see a troubling trend that is set to ruin an art form I revere greatly.

With every basement encounter, we fall further and further from engaging each other in a meaningful way. More often than not, you don’t even face your partner.

We don’t spend $50,000 a year over four years just to read textbooks and have our beliefs reinforced. We want to hear brilliant opinions and arguments from our professors.

With the recent closing of Fine Wine & Good Spirits on 41st and Market streets, our campus has reverted to its Prohibition-era existence.

In the U.S., race is a trick question. I don’t know what the solution is, but I do know that our current system isn’t working. If Hispanics hope to gain the political influence to correspond with their growing population, we need to be counted as something distinct.

We Penn students pride ourselves on how green we think we are, but — in actuality — our efforts are not as effective as we all assume.

If the Stop Online Privacy Act passed and went into effect, I think I would miss Kanye West’s tweets the most.

If these videos exclusively targeted one particular group or gender, I would have questioned their humor. But as it turns out, just about everyone says that are worth making fun of.

Last semester, at the annual State of the School event hosted at the Penn Museum, the problem of fiscal abuse by those in charge of our funds reared its ugly head at Penn.

The problem doesn’t stop with porn. As early as next year, web addresses can read something.anything. Imagine, penn.university or DP.newspaper.

Certain crimes merit punishment with no second chances. But what Stephen Glass killed was journalism’s code of ethics: a set of principles, not a body or a mind.

So here is a toast to not conforming. To anyone who is striving to look at the bigger picture rather than just zoom in on the colors, thank you.