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.

If you use prescription drugs incorrectly, you are drug user. There are no two ways about it.

Costa Rica’s status as a tourist’s paradise has made it a divided country — one that leads a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type of existence.

Diversity is multi-dimensional, and we overlook the fact that it encompasses all aspects of our lives, including our religion, socioeconomic status, intelligence, hobbies and interests.

The justification for exploiting a woman’s body in order to raise money for charity is perhaps one of the most socially counterproductive things that I have ever heard in my life.

Mojo is a hard thing to define but easy to recognize. You either have it or you don’t. And I did not.

Since the Centers for Disease Control are clearly neglecting their duties regarding the pandemic of haters, it falls to me to put out this public service announcement.

Often in staking out our own identities, we inadvertently reinforce barriers or create new ones.