I button up my windbreaker as I step out along Fifth Avenue. Orion hangs low on the horizon and confirms that the pre-dawn hours are the coolest part of the night. A gust of wind howls as I gaze up the north face of RHO; there are some of you who are still awake doing

Hello, my name is Robert Beasey and I would like to open up my world and share information about students with disabilities here at USF St. Petersburg. You have probably seen me around, especially if you frequent The Grind. I was born with cerebral palsy, a physical injury to the brain caused by a lack

While reporting on the history and funding of the University Student Center I have often asked decision-makers and stakeholders if “good for the university” means the same thing as “good for students.” Before the student body became the majority contributor to universities’ education and general revenue, this distinction was mostly unnecessary. University students 18 years

We are living in dynamic times. Scientists all over the world are looking at ways to harness renewable energy from ocean waves and plants, and the military is even trying to power a jet by using chicken fat. At USF St. Petersburg, we’re lucky enough to have a group called the Green Energy Living Systems,

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, the time when grocery stores are awash in pink and people all over America run, walk, climb, bowl, and dance “for the cure.” It’s almost a reflex to reach for anything colored pink. It’s time that consumers replace that reflex with rational thought. That pink purchase is a lot

Last year, a 22 year-old college graduate was notified that she would be charged $5 a month for using her own debit card. She thought it was absurd. She wasn’t the only one. Molly Katchpole went online to change.org and created a petition against the fee brought on by the billion-dollar multinational banking corporation. “The

Just a few short months ago, millions watched as a man in a mohawk and several dozen others in headsets and matching uniforms excitedly stared at computer screens. But the viewers didn’t tune in to see the people—they tuned in to see what those people were working on. Because about 35 million miles away, a

Growing up in a southern state full of Yankees and Midwesterners sometimes leads practical expectations adrift in day-to-day living. Florida isn’t part of the south that’s the Carolinas, Tennessee or Virginia. Florida isn’t really Dixie. It isn’t really tropical. It’s a boiling crock-pot of Latin fare, meat and potatoes brought down from the northeast; seasoned