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I left my heart in India

By Mckenna Toston The Guardsman I told myself a hundred times I wouldn’t cry on my last day. I never cry. Why should I now? It’s not like I fell hopelessly in love with a man who lives on the other side of the world, who I’ll

It’s important to use restraint with social media

Staff Editorial Last week was a lesson in the power of social media and how it can expose truths and help perpetuate falsehoods at the same speed. News of explosions at the Boston Marathon, which killed three people and injured more than 180, went viral and investigators quickly appealed to

Supes evaluate pedestrian safety

By Sara Bloomberg The Guardsman Pedestrian collisions have declined citywide since 1990, according to the San Francisco Municipal Transportation Agency (SFMTA), but a string of fatal accidents over the past couple of months in District 7 has residents concerned. The most recent fatality occurred March 4 when a 17-year-old girl

Trainers save live on the sidelines

By Dan Harrington The Guardsman When the body is ailing, it must have its needs met to rebuild, fortify, and create a conducive environment to transmit energy and health. While the college and student body have been in the spotlight due to the school’s accreditation issues as of late,

Journalism’s future doesn’t sit behind a paywall

By Sara Bloomberg The Guardsman We work hard here at The Guardsman. We don’t get paid because we’re students, but we should. All reporters, photojournalists, editors, graphic designers and publishers should get paid. However, newspapers are struggling with declining revenues and, unfortunately, the bottom line cannot be ignored.

West Valley College defeats the City College Rams

Ivan Huang The Guardsman City College suffered their seventh loss in a row when they lost to conference rival West Valley College on April 4. The game was close until the ninth inning when the Rams gave up three runs, including a homerun by WVC freshman Grady Caldwell. “It was

Chai tea, a birthday and a rickshaw collision

By Mckenna Toston I was awakened the morning of my birthday by a chai delivery from Sonu, accompanied by a dozen roses, a jeweled ring and a dosa breakfast. And then I got arrested and spent some time in the local police station—apparently it isn't smart to