The story of the Student Legal Fund society starts with a sit in that resulted in a group of students suing UBC. But that's not where the story ends.
Features
I have a complicated indifference toward Surrey. It never felt much more than a name on the map.
As I stared out the window of the plane, the clouds cleared revealing familiar pink pastel-coloured rooftops below. It felt strange coming back to Istanbul as an outsider looking in.
Michael Finlay, veteran CBC journalist and Ubyssey alum, died last week at 73.
Archive
Dating apps are simultaneously terrible and incredibly addicting.
Most women of colour will tell you how every time they start getting that gross feeling in their stomach, one of the first things that pops into our minds is the question: “But what if they don’t like (insert ethnicity)?”
Love languages. Attachment styles. Kinks.
“i dip my feet / and paint my nails / in your ocean of misogyny”
"When I started getting tattoos, I gained a lot of confidence and started looking at my body [as] something beautiful,” Menzies wrote in an email to The Ubyssey.
“I thought you said you were ready.”
I thought that people would at least make an effort to get to know me, especially if our personalities seemed to match. But all they saw was a short, not-skinny girl of Chinese descent.
According to Seeking Arrangements, 71 UBC students used the app in 2020. This places the school 17th out of all Canadian schools for users.
roar for the parts of you / that go unsold
You don’t need an orgasm to have good sex, and the pressure to make one happen can make sex bad.
If my personal choice to expose myself to some horny dude’s dishonesty could inadvertently transmit the coronavirus to people I care about, that exclusive agency over sexual autonomy fades.
Both Facknitz and Cook stressed that their disabilities are an integral part of who they are and far from a bad thing. Because of this, it’s important to them that their disability is not treated like an aside, but rather an intrinsic part of who they are.
The most compelling thought about autonomy that I was exposed to in my undergrad was during a conversation about chlamydia.
In a time where we can no longer hug, touch or even stand less than six feet away from one another, what does autonomy look like in the context of the greater good?