Earlier this summer, as part of pride activities for the Dublin Pride Parade, I went to see “God Loves Uganda,” a documentary film produced and directed by Roger Ross. It is, in short, about the fierce...

Five, six or more shots fired. One, two, now three weeks later, justice has not come. The Ferguson Police Department outside St. Louis has remained ambiguous. Sticking to protocol and committed to conducting...

Even though Mizzou is awesome, there are crises everywhere in the state of Missouri. One of which is this awful heat. I feel like I should come up with a pass-out plan for the first week of classes just...

Ladies, if you happen to be a sexual being who just so happens to not have a perfect handle on controlling the universe, there is a high possibility that at one point in your life, you will have a Plan...

They went up again, and again they will smother us. Congress voted to increase federal student loan interest rates, and while it is a mere 0.8 percent hike, the problem lays not in the number, but the...

We live in a country where we have the freedom of opinion. As much as I love being a free person with rights, some people’s opinions make me wish we lived in a country where if anything ridiculously...

I can see your eyes rolling already, people. And I can hear you, too. _“A sex column in The Maneater?”_ You’re groaning, letting your cursor veer drunkenly off toward Facebook or your kitten GIF...

With Summer Welcome in full swing and the fall semester fast approaching, I can’t help but remember my first encounters with Mizzou. I woke up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for Summer Welcome, met my...

There are always two sides to an argument. The good and the bad. The right and the wrong. The compassionate and the unsympathetic. The fight for equality in the LGBTQIA+ community is no different. At...

Rape. Sexual assault. They are words with blurred meanings. They are misconstrued by lingering traditional reactions and fear. They were also the cover story of the May 26 edition of TIME magazine. In...

It ends in a bar. Shakespeare’s, to be precise. Blue Moon is in the glasses. We have jobs. We’re going to graduate. Our time here is over. It was always going to end in a bar, somewhere in the world....

One of the regrets I have about last week’s column on [Cliven Bundy, Donald Sterling and affirmative action](https://www.themaneater.com/stories/2014/4/29/getting-away-racism-must-stop/) was that I failed...