Kia Ora and welcome to Critic 2012. Founded in 1925, Critic is your student magazine. It is our job to reflect student society and culture, and allow you guys to see yourselves, and your issues, in your own media. We keep an eye on OUSA and the University to ensure they’re behaving themselves, and bring you some entertainment to get through your Monday morning lectures. If nothing else, keep us next to the bog and you’ll never run out of TP.
For those of you that have been around a while, you will probably have noticed that Critic has changed its paper. Go on, give it a smell, it’s bloody gorgeous. And that’s not the only change that’s happened around these parts. As of Monday morning the all-new Critic Online has gone live at www.critic.co.nz. Bringing you all the good shit that Critic usually brings, Critic Online provides you with up-to-date news during the week, filling you in on the weather, and hosts a treasure trove of pictures from all the goings-on around campus. And the pièce de resistance, next Monday Critic TV will be returning to the web, with its first up episode covering all the best shit from Orientation.
Our news pages are full to the brim this week with info and comment on the important happenings around town. Past the news section you’ll see we’ve got pretty political, with interviews with some of our local MPs, our very own Vice Chancellor, and a discussion about the new relationship between OUSA and the University. But we haven’t forgotten about the lols. “Eat Pray Hate” is a fantastic piece to get you through that lecture that you just don’t want to be in, and hopefully our columns and reviews will leave you either entertained, alarmed, enthused, or informed.
You probably noticed that cool cat on the cover. Personally I don’t see the appeal in standing on a burning desk in stubbies and jandals. This was the scene on Castle Street last Monday night, when 14 of Dunedin’s finest had to stop protecting the city to go and babysit a few hundred drunk 2nd years who felt like burning some shit. The thing is, whether we like it or not, the glory days of couch-burning are behind us. While you used to be able to torch a couch over a beer with your mates, nowadays you’ll find yourself out of the Uni and back at Mum and Dad’s quicker than you can say “Code of Conduct”. If as a community of students we can’t find better things to do than light shit on fire, we should probably be taking a good hard look at ourselves. There are some brilliant aspects of the student experience that are under serious threat, and if we won’t give up on the frivolous shit we’ll end up losing everything that makes our time here so unique.
And yeah, that’s me with some new Fresher friends who saw me outside the Toga Party (I was working … seriously) and wanted to check I was okay. The very best of Dunedin right there: scarfies helping scarfies.
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