As if our campus does not have enough visual bombardment, some talented artist has spray painted a ying-yang symbol on the side of Raley Hall.
    I am not positive what this person’s motivation for the artwork was, but I am sure they had a valid reason to deface the building where students learn to be professionals.
    Ah, the ying-yang symbol. So peaceful and balanced. Nothing represents my years as a middle school student more accurately than the black and white circle. This symbol has been painted, plastered and tattooed in more places than the infamous smiley face. Eleven-year olds sport ying-yang jewelry, T-shirts and rub-on tattoos. Perhaps one of our young visiting campers was the inspiration for the quaint design I pass by daily.
    I am neither a construction worker nor a custodian, but I am guessing paint on brick is difficult to clean—but not as difficult as picking up thousands of cigarette butts each day.
    I am a smoker, but miraculously, my butts make it to the “smoker’s outpost” each time. It is very discouraging to watch my peers, whom I would like to believe have some intelligence, throw cigarettes on the ground two feet away from a proper receptacle. It is more than common sense not to trash your surroundings; it is a matter of respect.