On Wednesday, Newsday.com instituted a "pay for content" policy. I can't necessarily disagree with their doing this, but it isn't really the best thing for them to do, either. Newsday and I have a long, storied history. In 8th grade, I had a Viewpoints column published and they paid me a whopping $50. That was the most money I'd ever seen. And Newsday was good in my book.

Enough is enough! Hofstra students deserve a reliable and convenient shuttle service from the Mineola train station when returning from the city late on weekends. In the past two weeks alone, both of my experiences with the service have been disasters. After sitting in a shuttle parked in the train station lot for 30 minutes, earlier this month, I realized that our driver had fallen asleep at the steering wheel while her passengers waited patiently to return back to school.

Last week, a sheet detailing some of the "risks" related to the swine flu vaccine was passed around in a class of mine. The sheet discouraged people from getting the vaccine by explaining that it contained harmful chemicals. At the bottom was a claim so ridiculous it was actually funny; elites in control of the pharmaceuticals plan to use the vaccine to kill off certain segments of the population and enslave those who remain. Although, the idea would make for an interesting novel and movie if anyone wants to take advantage of that.

As evidenced through our numerous interactions with the University student body, there exists a serious level of mistrust between students and administration. The Progressive Student Union is deeply concerned with this mistrust, and in an effort to improve relations between students and administration, is proposing that the University make the budget public information that is readily viewable.

As the Yankees face off with the Phillies in the World Series , Mets fans who are not cringing at the thought of either their cross-town rival or their division nemesis collecting a World Series ring, will give a collective yawn. One friend of mine who is a Mets fan declared he is just going to sleep through the World Series. Another one refuses to acknowledge that the World Series is even occurring.

In Game One of the World Series, the Phillies proved once and for all that they are legitimate champions of the National League and worthy contenders to repeat as Major League Baseball's top team. In the face of bad weather on the road and the undeniably intimidating mystique of the Yankee legacy, the Phillies dominated in every sense: their pitching dominated Yankee hitting and their hitting dominated Yankee pitching.

Stephan Barea may be young, but he sure knows how to count to five. That is the number of goals the freshman midfielder has scored for the Hofstra men's soccer team this year and all five have been big. None may have been bigger than his goal at Towson Wednesday, to help the Pride rebound from a disappointing defeat Saturday at the College of William and Mary.

You make me sick. Not in the sense of having an absolute disgust for you, but because you're hacking up a lung beside me in class. Let's do a little role reversal. How would you feel if I were sitting next to you with the croup, handling an object being passed around class, and then hand it over to you, expecting you to grab it and collect all of my germs? You would be utterly disgusted, unless you enjoy being sick. In which case, this article wouldn't pertain to you.

Field hockey is not the most popular sport around the campus or in the country in general, but it's about time they get their due credit. After winning their last six and breezing through conference play, Hofstra looks like it if they make it, they can be a force in post-season play.
At the start of the season a lot lingered in the air for the relatively young team. While Ashleigh Daniels and Kristin Thompson have had strong careers at Hofstra, they are the only two seniors and the upper class strength seemed to be lacking.

"You kids…you've got the internet, and Facebook, and YouTube" were the quizzical words of Jesse Malin, the punk-rock poseur openers and apparent Luddites who went on to explain to a packed but uninterested audience that "rock ‘n roll is president, punk rock is president", which, could have been an attempt at a political statement, but it's blandly enigmatic message proved to be a perfect backdrop for the egoism of the group.