Being entrenched in the maelstrom of improvements that VCU has undergone over the past few years has left me less surprised by our rise than most other people, but I’m still impressed.
I grimace because I know a stark truth: At VCU, there is no escape from the eye of authority, or rather, its retroactive tracking of you.
When you make the choice to to adopt the traditional garb or customs of another culture, as some students on campus have taken to doing, you’re engaging in the disrespectful practice of cultural appropriation. If you’re doing this, you need to stop.
In the minds of students, parents and faculty members, whatever events transpire during the first two weeks of the semester set the tone for the rest of the year.