Artificial Intelligence: Friend or Foe?
By Timothy Mattackal
Artificial intelligence, or AI: what exactly is it? What does it do? How much should we trust it?
There are numerous questions we could ask regarding this issue, and many of these concerns were brought into focus several weeks ago when an Uber self-driving car struck and killed a pedestrian in Tempe, Arizona. The accident resulted in the first fatality from a self-driving car accident in history, and as a result, Uber and other developers of self-driving vehicles tempor...
Just Sayin’ – Brace Yourselves: It’s (Basic)ally Fall
by Alex Hentschel
On Friday, Sept. 22, the greatest season began.
I love flannels. I love caramel. I love warm sweaters, bonfires, and apple-picking. I love all the discounted candy I get after I celebrate Reformation Day — it’s nice of stores to celebrate the downfall of the Catholic Church by offering the indulgence of 50-percent-off Reese’s.
And yes — I’m going to say it — I love Pumpkin Spice Lattes. What I don’t love is all of the judgmental stares when I order one — as ...
Note from an Editor: Memories of Me
by Emily Day
Until now, I have spent the majority of my life in a classroom. Shocking I know.
The truth is, for the average twenty-something, most of their memories are tied to some form of educational institution, whether with friends or family members. Some memories are good, like meeting your best friend or finally mastering all the bones in the body (cause one day you will NEED to know the difference between the radius and the ulna, promise). Other memories are more traumatic, like ...
Just Sayin’ – A Brief Look at Change
by Adam Pittman
As I reflect on the last semester of my four years at Cedarville, a line from The Head and The Heart song “Rivers and Roads” keeps running through my mind. “A year from now we’ll all be gone, all our friends will move away, and they’re going to better places, but our friends will be gone away.” I know the semester is not quite over. As I write this, spring break is a little under a month away, but my mind drifts toward melancholy and reflection nonetheless.