On Saturday, September 30th, hundreds of people from different ages, races, genders, sexual orientations, and backgrounds gathered in Thomas Paine Plaza at 11:00 am geared up to march. They carried various signs saying, “My Body, My Choice” or “Don’t Cum Unless Invited.”
Frank Rizzo was not the average laborer from the working class who made it good.
The details of how the once-great Philadelphia Inquirer has withered to a brown autumn crisp don’t matter. What does matter is that some smart people figured out how to profit from the newspaper’s failure
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Despite its branding as a public institution, in reality the capitalist class calls the shots at Temple University.