Remember in high school when your parents forbade you from staying out past 11 p.m. or dating the person in your English class with the facial piercings and noisy car? And remember how, with their condemnation, it made you...
If someone were to approach you and ask you your views on politics, would you be able to give them an honest, educated answer? Suppose a professor wanted to know who you’ll be voting for in 2016. Would you...
Plattsburgh State is sporting a beautiful revamped pond, is in the middle of renovating Moffitt Hall and is redoing the bridge to Hudson Hall. It seems like our school is getting a makeover, and apparently, this is the trend...
Social media is what lets us share all the things we’re doing in a virtual community full of friends and strangers. People all over the world use social media. It helps the world stay connected and enables us to...
$57,697 — that’s how much money Joyce Mitchell, the former sewing instructor for Clinton County Correctional Facility, made in one year before she was convicted of assisting the escapes of prisoners David Sweat and Richard Matt.
The minimum salary for...
It’s unfortunate, but one of the only things that truly brings the living together is death.
Last week, a student passed away long before his time should’ve come, and he left behind many friends and family members who clearly adored...
It’s Friday night at Plattsburgh State. The school week and summer’s warm breeze has prolonged into September.
It’s the beginning of the weekend, and students at PSUC are excited. They want nothing more than to hang out with friends...
It’s 3 in the morning, and a girl is walking quickly down the street alone. Her makeup is smudged, she has sweat dried on her skin and she’s pretty sure she stepped in puke on the way out of...
As incoming or returning students, every year we are able to reinvent ourselves. Today is not like yesterday. Well, for some it might be, but that is solely your choice. No one is making you go to Clinton every...
As I step up to the ATM, my heart begins to race and my card feels hot in my grasp. I reluctantly slide the plastic into the metal beast, type in my pin and hit “check balance.” The wait...
