I have the best job at The Daily Tar Heel. We, the opinion desk’s columnists, writers and editors have more or less a carte blanche to do as we like with the back page — and the most comfortable couch in the newsroom. It’s awesome. Consider it a credit to my restraint that the cartoon isn’t just a cat picture every day.
I never felt like more than a particularly knowledgeable tourist during the four months I spent in Paris last spring as an exchange student. But to read Wednesday morning that the attacks in Paris took place mere blocks from my apartment in the Marais was jarring nonetheless.
I never told anybody, but I secretly loved finals week my first year at UNC. After a semester spent wondering whether I was doing college right, it was a relief to know the answer had been reduced to a simple directive: Study hard, and pass a test.
What will your vote do? I’m not sure I could give you a good answer.