Editor’s Letter – “Boar’s yer lot!”

[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he things we enjoy most in life can often be brief, exhilarating and a bit of a whirlwind and that’s really a lot like my time with the Boar has been.

I joined the paper in my first term at Warwick as a keen fresher writing on anything from: X-Factor, mental health, and the education system. I went on to become Deputy Comment Editor, Comment Editor and then Deputy Editor of Communications. It has been a long journey since the ye olde days when I emailed the TV section before starting university to ask if I could please write about Doctor Who (plz plz plz!)

Many people join the Boar because they foresee a future in journalism but that was never for me. I am incredibly humbled to have a joined a large group of people who are wonderfully talented, extraordinarily witty and frankly a little bit weird. The people make the Boar really.

It can be a career platform, it can be used for transferable skills and it can help you balance the work/social life but at its most important level the Boar is simply fun.

With sections in business, news, lifestyle, film, sport and much, much more it’s one of the best societies on campus to meet people you would never have crossed paths with on your everyday campus journey. The old cliché dictates that I would be inclined to call the Boar ‘like a family’ but to do so I’d have to qualify by saying that we are a dysfunctional family. Dysfunctional in the sense we, at times, vehemently disagree with each other. Decisions such as what is right for the paper, whether we should have put things in print and general life values. This is completely healthy.

At the Boar you will not find people easy to pacify. Everyone cares deeply about the sections and topics of discussion that they nurture. When it appears that we don’t, you, the readers and writer, hold us to task and good on you I say.

During my time I’ve seen the paper break news before the nationals and feature some seriously moving stories about students’ lives.

The Boar is one of my most inexhaustible sources of campus knowledge and one of the highlights of my time at Warwick.

I’m sure 50 years from now you’ll see me being wheeled into the SU reminiscing in a croaky voice about the good ol’ days and complaining about how the Boar is now directly implanted into your brain and that this is a terrible, terrible idea. Until then… goodbye and thank you.
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