Browse through this issue or the 11 preceding it this year, and you’ll notice a common pattern. Students on campus care, but seldom do they care about anything outside our “bubble,” a certain comfort zone into which we dig ourselves and rarely emerge. Every once in a while, we’ll see a “meerkat effect,” where a group of dedicated students rise to the occasion. But like the March 13 walkout and every other controversy this year, students emerged from their holes, complained about their holes, and quickly retreated back into their holes, perfectly contented, knowing nothing would change.

We commonly joke about our “Millibubble,” a protective sphere of malaise that grips our two-block campus.

It is our belief that this bubble can protect us from dangerous viruses in the real world, such as townies who want our money.

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