Loxley Bennett
2016-05-07T07:00:02Z
Unless you live under a rock (or perhaps in Harmony), you may have noticed that there's been a lot of sex talk on campus—the kind of sex talk that forces you to think about sex in America. Although sex is treated as something sacred (or, at the very least, special), I tend to see it like any other old thing. For example, take consent: You wouldn't just enter someone's house without asking, so why would you enter a person without consent? Once that consent is given, the laws of the land give way to the laws of physics and everyone's free to do what people do best: fuck.
... 2016-03-15T03:00:03Z
A couple of years ago, when people still talked about Manhattanville, there was lots of chatter about reconciliation and atonement for Columbia's hostile land acquisition and gentrification.
... 2015-09-10T08:50:05Z
When I describe the need for treatment instead of punishment for the mentally ill and substance dependent, I split into two Loxleys. One inhabits the real world and lists reasons why he belongs in treatment facilities as opposed to correctional ones; another is trapped in a time-warp, re-experiencing the days and weeks he went missing, that time he abandoned us in Virginia, and the endless fights and screams and broken glass. Every time I say I believe in treatment over punishment, I feel like a liar because, to me, his is the face of drug addiction. And few things would please me more than to see him waste away in the hells that we call "correctional facilities." A little dark, I know, but that's what having a loved one addicted to drugs will do to you.
... 2015-08-28T20:00:02Z
Revisiting Michael Brown's story has forced me to rethink activism.
... 2014-10-10T10:18:15Z
Last week, I was walking through campus in the rain, deep in thought about what I'd write next for Spec, when I realized this: At any given moment, there are at least 10 things wrong with whatever's in sight. A gas-guzzler drives by, threatening to destroy the ozone layer. An otherwise appealing young man is smoking while leaning against the "No Smoking" sign in front of Butler. There are so many problems that I often have to just smile. Why focus on the negative? Why not spread some cheer?
... 2014-09-13T21:47:34Z
I spent this past summer in Swaziland working with the International Center for AIDS Care and Treatment Programs. Despite my clear objective, I often questioned my purpose for being in Swaziland. I felt uncomfortable with the similarity between some of my motivations to help and the "white man's burden" narrative that has ravaged so many peoples and cultures.
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