When I started this column, I had just finished my tenure as Opinions Editor at the Campus Times. I loved the CT and wasn’t ready to completely leave. This column was my thread to the paper and its community of amazing writers, illustrators and editors. Over the past three years, I have watched the Campus Times transition from a weekly physical print model to an established online paper with monthly physical prints. I have explored my take on many aspects of our culture, from movie scores to interior design to indie video games. I have shared pieces of television and music that are close to my heart, and have also explored our love for social media. This column has helped me think critically about media that I previously took for granted. I learned the value and impact art can have on one’s soul, and that is a lesson I won’t forget. 

I am so grateful for all of the amazing editors I’ve had in my time – they have tirelessly edited my ramblings into succinct opinions that honestly make me sound much more eloquent than I am. I am grateful for how the CT community has embraced and tolerated me all these years. Some of my favorite memories of college are strolling into the CT office on Sundays and distracting all of the editors there with discussions about movies or music or the latest college drama. I am also grateful for you, my mysterious reader, for indulging me in my opinions about our culture. I could not be more proud of my time at the Campus Times — it is my sincere wish that in the future this paper benefits future students at UR the way it has benefitted me. So to say goodbye to the CT and this wonderful column, I’ll use a quote from the very first piece of media that I talked about in my column, “Star Trek.” Live long and prosper! 

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