Nate Fleming
Editor in Chief (Alumnus)
Class of 2012 Political Science
nfleming@bupipedream.com
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Now I come to you all as a muse
Now I come to you all as a muse, Who would share his award-winning views, On a subject so great, On a night, on a date, That to miss it would give...
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Hell in a hallway: ignorance is missed
I used to think Binghamton University was a big school. With green behind my ears and hope in my heart, I came to school excited for a fresh dose of anonymity —...
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Goodbye 2009, hello 2010
As fall term comes to a close and finals week looms, it is difficult, and likely unproductive, to take time to reflect. With papers due and exams upon us, to look back...
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Taxes: bane of our existence or a religion?
Taxes are my religion. Yup, taxes. Income tax, property tax, tobacco tax and toll booths especially. These are all things I believe in quite passionately, even spiritually. Not in the classic theological...
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Words of wisdom, or food at a hunger rally
Well gang, I suppose it’s time to start this column. One hour until deadline. But forgive me if I have a little fun with this. I have a book to read, an...
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A new direction, or not
“Do you play basketball?” I am approximately 6 feet 8 inches tall. I am asked this question, and others like it, multiple times a day. I am still coming to terms with...
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Math isn’t everything
My Intro to Macroeconomics TA sighed as he said, “I know you all know this, but the professor told me to run through it anyways.” He went on to halfheartedly explain a...
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I think I can see the light
As you read this, I may already be dead. This is likely the final entry in my survival journal. I write with fingers cramping, sight wavering, strength failing. This is my message...
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Rules of survival
Welcome new Bearcats! I’ve chosen to dedicate my first column of the year to you bright-eyed squirts. For all I know, this could be the first and last time you pick up...
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Coming to terms with freshman year
By any measure, my freshman year at Binghamton University was far from perfect. I was depressed more often than I was contented. I took more time to ponder attending another university than...