Jumping blindly into a big canyon in Switzerland can evoke that life-flashing-before-your-eyes feeling that I hope you won’t feel too often. But there I was, attached to an eerily long but durable cord that would keep me from smashing into the canyon floor, canyon wall, jagged rocks, etc. Read more...

All energy flows according to the Great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy Him.” Some broke and peyote-mad Shaman Prince in goat leggings and a Viking helmet told me this at the roulette wheel in an American Indian casino somewhere in New Mexico. Read more...

Two weeks ago, the Undergraduate Council, a prominent Academic Senate Committee, committed itself to addressing the implementation of the diversity requirement. In two weeks, segregated graduations will occur at UCLA. Read more...

I am graduating. College is over. How weird. In high school, UCLA was a big part of my future. In college, UCLA is a big part of my present. Read more...

Feb. 23, 2003 was legendary. There are very few people who realize this yet, but things were happening. Notably a little band named Rocket From the Tombs performed in Freud Playhouse. Read more...

Journalists aren’t supposed to be activists. But one of the reasons I chose to write news for the Daily Bruin was because I believed that reporters do fulfill some sort of activist role. Read more...

When I joined the Daily Bruin as a member of the senior staff, I felt a little like the font Helvetica. Somehow I had slipped into a staff that knew journalism very well, just as Helvetica manages to slip its way into the newspaper every now and then. Read more...