Yitong Lei
Back in Print Two Years Later: What the Return of Campus Publications Means to Me
On Wednesdays, we’d watch the sunset from the Press Center patio, scarf down takeout from Tam’s, and gather around our desktops as newspaper pages were laid out by Ella Apuntar, our then-production manager (and to me, an absolute wizard). I joined City on a Hill…
This is Our Future: SOMeCA Hosts Tiffany Dena Loftin to #GetOutTheVote
Three weeks ahead of the midterm election on Nov. 8, student organizers on campus are gearing up for the final stretch: it’s time to #GetOutTheVote. On Tuesday, Oct. 18, students gathered at the Stevenson Event Center to hear UC Santa Cruz alumni Tiffany Dena Loftin…
Finding Your Place in Community Spaces
Corporations are getting harder to escape, even in Santa Cruz. Here are some of the beloved community-oriented and non-corporate collective spaces where you can always find a home. Whether that’s a political, emotional, new, or known home, it’s never too late to try and find…
Modeling New Futures: Abolitionist Authors Speak at Quarry
Fifteen minutes after the scheduled start of the “Abolition. Feminism. Now.” speaker event, the line still runs all the way through Quarry Plaza. Some have brought their own copies of the book, and others have already taken out their wallets to buy a copy. On…
Through Our Pens: Lessons from Sprouts
We talk in the mornings, my sprouts and I. As I tend to my newly sprouting Summer Zest Pak Choy — a kind of baby bok choy that enjoys the summer heat — and Chinese leek, I’m learning much about myself and the world that…
Invisible Labor, or Labor of Love? Transforming Structures of Whiteness
‘Hide your Mexican identity.’ That’s what astrophysics professor Enrico Ramirez-Ruiz was told as a student during his postdoctoral fellowship at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton. His experience is one of many that students and faculty of color (FOC) have to navigate given the…
Through Our Pens: A Love Letter to Longevity Noodles
As a child, each time I was called to dinner by my grandparents and greeted with a bowl of hot noodles, I would eat until my stomach felt like it had doubled in size. “难得吃一会,” my grandmother would say. It’s still one of the only…
Through Our Pens: Go On a Digital Walk With Me
When I was a kid, I would go on walks every evening after dinner with my mom. As time went on and the two of us got busier, this was one of our first traditions to go. The further I grew from my childhood and…
SUA Passes Muslim Student Association’s Statement in Support of Palestine
In May, the eruption of brutality toward Palestinian civilians from Israel Defense Forces in both Palestine and Israel-occupied Palestine caught international attention. In response, UC Santa Cruz’s Muslim Student Association (MSA) sought to get Student Union Assembly (SUA) to issue a statement in support of…
An Ode to Everyday Ghosts
The best thing about being alone is that it forces you to be friends with ghosts (and bugs). I guess, then, we’re never really alone. When I was a kid, I convinced myself I lived among ghosts. This may sound odd, but I promise it…