THE ITHACAN

Students’ passion project becomes a reality with magazine

By Brianna Ruback, Staff Writer • April 4, 2017

The Passion Project is dedicated to self-empowerment, embracing youth culture, inspiration and social issues within and beyond Ithaca College.

Professors hold forum to encourage sustainability in curriculum

By Madeline Veneziano, Staff Writer • December 2, 2016

Faculty and students gathered at the Center for Faculty Excellence to discuss ways to incorporate sustainability into their course curricula.

SGA sees sharp decline in ‘environmental betterment’ bills

By Justin Henry, Staff Writer • April 27, 2016

An unofficial “sustainability working group” plans to propose four bills to the Student Government Association by the end of the Spring 2016 semester — a sharp decline from its original plan of 18 bills.

Ithaca College Eco-Reps pilot new Circles composting program

By Kyle Arnold, Staff Writer • November 17, 2015

The IC Eco-Reps are partnering with the Tompkins County Solid Waste Management Division to unveil a new composting site at the Ithaca College Circle Apartments, where there currently exists no composting program.

Ithaca College students dedicate their fall break to service

By Maura Aleardi, Staff Writer • October 21, 2015

Four students traveled to the Rescue Mission in Syracuse, New York, and five to the Finger Lakes parks from Oct. 15 to 18 for the trips, which were organized and hosted by the Office of Student Engagement and Multicultural Affairs.

Sustainability falls low on administration’s to-do list

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • April 29, 2015

Amid many other concerns Ithaca College is facing — successfully instituting IC 20/20, part-time faculty unionization and the demand for better mental health services — initiatives to keep the college a leader in environmental sustainability no longer seem to be a priority, according to students and faculty involved in sustainability effo

An Uncertain Future

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • April 18, 2015

My participation in the Great March for Climate Action over the course of five months changed my thoughts and perceptions on a lot of things. One thing I didn’t expect it to change was my firmly held plans about motherhood.

Travel, Not Transit

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • March 11, 2015

I found myself a nice piece of bus station floor and spread out my sleeping bag. I sat down and ate my fries quickly, hoping to catch a nap before my next bus. A man with his own basket of fries, smothered in cheese sauce, approached me. “That’s a nice set up you got there, mind if I join you?”

Postponed … Again

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • February 21, 2015

While the powers of Reading and Schuyler County have realized that sending the We Are Seneca Lake protesters to jail is costly and only fuels our movement, many in my activist cohort believe that Judge Berry's hesitance to sentence me runs deeper than that. They joke that he sees me as an incarnation of his own young granddaughter, who, according to Berry, refuses to speak to him when he sends people to jail.

Oil workers on strike

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • February 9, 2015

Just yesterday, about 1,400 workers from two more oil refineries — BP's Whiting and Toledo, Ohio operations — joined the strike, now 11 refineries strong. The Climate March walked through both of these refineries. I imagine some of the very same workers we spoke to in Whiting are now risking their livelihood to demand better working conditions.

Learning the Jails

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • December 8, 2014

Before myself and my comrades began lining up in front of Crestwood Midstream's gates on Route 14 just north of Watkins Glen, I never put much thought into the area jails. I had no clue that there was a jail in Watkins Glen right across the street from the picturesque state park, and I admit to not even knowing that there was a jail in each county. Now I find these various jails to be at an almost constant forefront of my mind.

$A jar of silica sand used for hydraulic fracturing$

Risky Business

By Faith Meckley, Staff Writer • November 16, 2014

My heart was pounding as I brushed the excess sand off the jar, and it wasn't because I was risking trespass charges. It was because I knew there was a chance I was risking my life. Once I screwed the lid on, I frantically brushed my gloves off on my pant leg, and then did the best I could to shake the stuff off my pants. A little voice in my head told me that trying to decontaminate myself was futile, that if I had been smart I would have come here equipped with a mask. It could already be in my lungs.