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In an office filled with books and stacks of papers in the Ernest F. Hollings Special Collections Library lies the headquarters of The Center for Civil Rights History and Research. CRC was established in 2015 with the acquisition of the archive of Congressman James E. Clyburn. The Center works with faculty and University librarians to chronicle South Carolina’s important contributions to the Civil Rights Movement. The mission of the center is accomplished through collections of images, videos, and documents, educational lectures from scholars, and firsthand accounts from those who lived and fought in the Movement.
Anyone who enjoys reading enough to consider it a kind of almost-necessity to their daily life knows what it means to be in a reading slump. (And if you don’t, email me because I seriously need to know what it means to be a continually productive person.) It begins the very moment you’re done with a novel. You close it, put it on the shelf. You think for a moment about how good or bad it was, how it either moved you or didn’t. You think about the ending and how it’s different from the beginning. Then you do something else, and you stop thinking about it for awhile.
About a month ago, I travelled to El Progreso, Honduras with a group of over 100 student volunteers from the organization Students Helping Honduras. With a mission of building 1,000 schools, SHH works tirelessly to provide this much needed education to those who need it most. For only four dollars a month (less than a Spotify premium subscription for students) you can help end the poverty cycle in Honduras. To sign up or make a one-time donation visit www.onecupofcoffee.org/.
Almost every year, the number one New Year’s resolution is to get in shape and the University of South Carolina is no different from the rest of the nation in this regard.
In college, we constantly struggle between being serious and hard-working while wanting to have fun with friends. This time management battle can become very confusing and complicated, but it is important to step back, have some fun and let loose. In this style shoot, we did just that. Both models emulated this constant conflict between being serious and having fun. The female model is more stoic and represents the side of us that wants to succeed and accomplish all of our goals. The male model is more relaxed and tries to encourage the female model to break out of her rut and enjoy life. We not only concentrated on mixing different textures and patterns; we also purposefully played with movement and exaggerated differences in the clothing. The female model is more feminine and poetic while the male model uses more street wear. This dichotomy of style and emotion shows us how clothing can influence our mood and help us have more fun or help us focus and finish the task at hand.
It probably comes as no surprise to most USC students that a 2014 study sponsored by the NCBI found that 50 percent of college students experience daytime sleepiness and another 70 percent were found to get an insufficient amount of sleep.
In the fall of 1978, Psychotherapy Theory, Research and Practice published an article written by Pauline Clance and Suzanne Imes of Georgia State University. The paper focused on a group of women with a number of achievements to their name who, “Despite outstanding academic and professional accomplishments, … persist in believing that they are really not bright.” To describe these women, the authors coined the term “imposter phenomenon.”
ALL AROUND, SoundCloud artists get a bad rap. Maybe the creation and proliferation of niche genres like electronic folk and indie jazz bothers career music critics, or maybe too many random guys on Tinder include their SoundCloud handle and link their mixtape in their bio.
Moaning, the river wakes. Her greyed current strokes the boulders, combing algae off in flakes like pulling dried mud from a wrestling child’s knotted head. Her breathing you barely miss — the way music played from a neighboring room comes off blanketed, foreign, all those lyrics we lose to the weight of the wallpaper. What I’m saying is maybe we’re missing something in the river’s language, maybe her lyrics, tossed from bank to bank, become bait for the bowfin, and maybe their scales have secrets they don’t want the silence to share. Maybe I think too much of this. But haven’t you heard the trees grow anxious in their whispers? Don’t the branches scold? How naïve to believe we are the only ones with stories to tell, the only bodies whose sentiments pin themselves to our sleeves. Hear the way the leaves, long dead, fly up and around each other, and you’ll hear a corpse’s only wish: to not be buried beneath another. Listening, I drop a stone in the Congaree’s mouth. One moment, her esophagus is heavy with its gulping; the next, a chorus begins.
Editor's note: In the interest of full disclosure, the Garnet & Black Launch Party (9 PM-12 AM on March 22) will be held in Space Hall free of charge. Style and photo staff also were given access to the space for this issue's style shoot. In return, we dedicated this editorial space to feature this venue.
This interview is the third installment of While I Have the Floor, a series focused on giving different student groups a platform for thoughtful discussion on issues of politics, religion and culture. This issue, we’re here with Dylan Schoonmaker, fundraising chair for the Gamecock Wrestling Club, and Micah McIlhenny, e-gamer at the university, to discuss what it means to train, compete and take part in unique and unconventional sports.
The arpeggio sounds so familiar to Allie that it could be silence. She looks down at her hands to where her fingertips press the white keys down with precision. They’re on autopilot, controlled by muscle memory and nothing else. A marionette come to miraculous life. This is the first few minutes of every lesson she’d had since her mother first signed her up 10 years ago. Tennyson stands beside the keyboard, shoulders squared and humming low to match her warm up.
Let me start by saying that I am woefully underqualified to write this article.
“I WAS IN THE MIDDLE before I knew I had begun.” Mr. Darcy’s sentiments about his love for Lizzie in Jane Austen’s classic “Pride and Prejudice” accurately portray my relationship with fanfiction, and I would venture that it’s true for most people who dare to venture down this literary rabbit hole.
THE UNIVERSITY OF SOUTH CAROLINA cracks the top 10 on a lot of lists. We’ve got the No. 1 Honors College, the No. 1 undergraduate international business major, and we’re ranked third in the world for our sports science program. But there’s another list we’ve got a spot on, one that’s also home to Georgetown, Fordham and Harvard. It’s the Foundation for Individual Rights in Education’s 2017 list of the top ten worst schools in America for free speech.
The best remedy for a bad yesterday is watching the sun peak out from the horizon.
The first time I ever stepped foot in a strip club, I applied for a job. The three o’clock sunshine vanished with the shutting door, and I entered a self-sufficient little world, sealed totally from the outside. All at once it was dark and loud, and I felt the particular way club music jars the body. A man in a three-piece suit led me over garish hotel carpeting to an office just big enough for two standing adults.
AFTER THE CIVIL WAR, Joseph and John LeConte left South Carolina College for California. They were outraged with the newly enforced laws of the post-Civil War state legislature that allowed newly freed slaves to attend the university. Today, their name adorns the math and statistics building.
Shayla Flores was eleven when she moved to Chapin, South Carolina. Nine years later, she ran for mayor. After a childhood of frequent moves as the daughter of two members of the Army, she thinks of Chapin as her “first home.”