When Patrick seized the reins this year he promised some big changes. Like covering actual events that really happened. This is called news. News is something I really tried to avoid last year because I mean it’s just so depressing. I just thought everyone shared my preference for low-level dick jokes over serious articles about the erection of a brand spanking new building.
I guess not.
You’ll also notice the beautiful new layout and the lack of egregious typos (except those in this editorial. I refuse to have my work proofread because well, does the New York Times force Tom Friedman to have his column proofread??)
But despite these changes, the soul remains. By soul, I of course mean a large photo of me on the second page and naked self-promotion throughout the paper. This is still the UV you know and… well this is still the UV you know.
To the 1Ls who don’t know UV, it’s a lot of fun and one of the few enduring institutions we have at this school (besides that creeping sense of loss you are no doubt already experiencing.) It’s a joy and a privilege to be part of it.
It is also easy to get involved. UV is low commitment but with very high social recognition. It’s like the exact opposite of… anything that helps people. So if you are lazy, selfish and vain you will be among friends at Ultra Vires. And the entire U of T community.
