Dialogue
Gen Z: The Digital Age
Once, the electrify of your brain and opening the window to the other world are losing its grip, as our youth have become more time-dependent on social media, especially visuals, to the extent that they've lost the blessing of imagination. Reading novels and articles was a mere habit for the previous generation, but this generation has lost touch with it. They don't even bother to read captions if they're longer than two sentences. As for reading a book, it's completely out of the question, perhaps considered a waste of time. In this piece, we will discuss what they are giving up on due to this mindless social media scrolling.
By Madiha Masood2 years ago in Critique
Accountability
Accountability The conversation between men and women has shed light on many issues. It still gets out of hand quickly. The main issue I’ve observed has been that when it comes to accountability, the blame gets placed on one party and one party alone- Which is funny because most of these conversations have both sides admitting that accountability is needed. So, who takes accountability? And when do you take accountability?
By Dylan-Quinn Harris2 years ago in Critique
The claim that there is a growing presence of fascism in the United States.
It's been nearly a year, or perhaps exactly one year, or maybe just a bit over a year—I'm writing this in December. Let's just say it's been approximately a year since the strangest day in recent American history. During this time, things haven't been particularly pleasant. The far-right appears to be growing in power and influence under the Biden administration, and in this episode, we will delve deeper into this issue because it poses a concerning omen for the future of American politics. Let's begin.
By Daud Mahmood2 years ago in Critique
The Male-Female Dynamic
In a world where TV shows often portray the normalcy of boys and girls forming deep friendships, questions arise about the true nature of these relationships. Some view them skeptically, fearing they may evolve into something more than just friendship, perhaps akin to 'friends with benefits.' Throughout our lives, we've been taught that men and women have distinct responsibilities and roles, an idea deeply ingrained in society. However, this perspective becomes confining when men insist that a girl can be their best friend and that this friendship can be as pure as that between two female friends. In my piece, I aim to explore the nuanced dynamics between men and women, a topic I will delve into in detail. Recently, I've come across evidence that sheds light on how destructive such male-female friendships can be. I know someone who had to bear the consequences of considering a man his best friend, only to discover that the man viewed her as a romantic interest while pretending to be just a friend. This experience has led me to question whether true platonic friendship is achievable between the sexes.
By Madiha Masood2 years ago in Critique
Accepting the journey of aging
In the late days of June, I embarked on a backpacking adventure, a yearly ritual of mine, to relish the long days before summer truly began. This year, I returned to the Vosges, a region that holds a special place in my heart. Its sprawling landscapes dotted with lakes and vast valleys filled with evergreen trees make me feel almost at home. Coming back here and reconnecting with the spaces that left such a lasting impression on me during my previous journey was truly rejuvenating.
By News actu G2 years ago in Critique
My Summary/Review of "Holly"
"Holly" begins in a captivating manner: Holly Gibney, a character well-known to King's Constant Readers from earlier works including "Mr. Mercedes," "Finders Keepers," and "End of Watch," gets a letter from Mary, her sister who went many years earlier. A mysterious phrase in this letter alludes to a terrible secret from their shared past, a secret Holly has worked hard to keep hidden for years. Holly can't resist the temptation to find out more, so she sets off on a journey that will lead her deep inside of her own anxieties and into a place where the line between the living and the dead is hazy.
By Bella Vasquez2 years ago in Critique
