Clubs are a catalyst for community, academic growth and professional preparedness; if the Club Hub doesn’t offer what you’re looking for, start your own.
Being poor in America often means paying more for the basics of survival. From unaffordable housing and overpriced groceries to overdraft fees and payday loans, the cost of simply existing without wealth is nearly impossible to escape.
Students were pushed toward digital learning during the COVID-19 pandemic. Despite the return to in-person learning four years ago, classwork, homework and studying have all remained widely connected to technology.
Entering a gym as a newcomer is already an intensely anxiety-inducing experience; the design of the weight room at the Wade King Student Rec Center exacerbates this issue, especially for women.
If you spend enough time on the internet, you can almost believe that the world is composed entirely of young people. Social media disproportionately rewards the attributes of youth: beauty, adventure and frivolity. Gen Z spends an average of five hours a day immersed in these skewed priorities.
There was a time when thrifting was a quiet act of necessity. A place where affordability met sustainability before either was fashionable. But today, thrift stores have been rebranded, and what was once a lifeline has become an aesthetic.
Conspiratorial ideas are often less about trusting a competing explanation and more about a fundamental skepticism toward all accepted truths. This pervasive distrust acts primarily as a distraction from an increasingly fraught political landscape.
Outside of the Viking Union, students and buses pass throughout the day. Rarely is there not a buzz of people, each following their own schedule to and from classes. Among the bustle sits Vendor’s Row, one of the only opportunities for local businesses to consistently market themselves on campus.
With the increase in costs of housing and meal plans at WWU, along with inflation running rampant, students are now forced to confront the not-so-embarrassing reality of asking for help.
Bellingham’s average rent has increased by 71.5% since 2015, largely due to an increased demand for housing. With an uncertain future for U.S. economics, there’s worry about the affordability of living in an area like Bellingham.
From fiction to non-fiction, books challenge our interpretation of the world and remind us that other people’s stories are how we learn to understand one another. Across the country, this tool is under attack.
After two summers of closure, Samish Park is open again. The North Bridge reopening reconnects Bellingham residents to one of Whatcom County’s most cherished outdoor spaces, reminding us why protecting public parks matters.
In a town where the average rent has increased by $200 in just a year, side hustles aren’t just trendy, they’re survival.
While American prisons are typically geared toward incarceration, a growing movement believes that true rehabilitation may begin between the pages of a book.
As the coffee economy reverberates from the effects of Trump’s towering tariffs, small shops are the most vulnerable. Larger corporations might have the resources to keep prices down for customers, but by spending your money at a local shop, you are paying for more than just a cup of coffee.
Group projects: two words that can ruin a perfectly good syllabus. These assignments are often justified as a way to teach collaboration, communication and problem-solving skills. While they have long been a staple in college classrooms, many students say the reality doesn’t match the theory.
From May 20–21, I and five others were able to summit and partially ski down Mount Rainier, taking in beautiful views of the deep blue, snow-covered Cascade mountains below us and the vibrant blue glaciers surrounding us.
Sometimes, the right movie finds you at the right time, not just to entertain, but to shift your world view. Coming-of-age films do more than show the awkward journey to adulthood. They echo your questions, heartbreaks and hopes.
I jerry-rigged my life to a bike for a weekend, I now strive for that ability in my everyday life.
The first time someone snapped their fingers at me to get my attention, I was 17 years old and working at a Mexican restaurant. I’d been on my feet for six hours and had just apologized for the third time that day, for something that wasn’t my fault.
Solutions by The State News
