Well this is it folks. We have finished the year in typical Arthur fashion. There has been a heck of a lot of letters this year and it has been great hearing from you all. This will be my final editorial, potentially ever, as I am waiting to hear if I get accepted into teacher’s college this coming week (again). This time I will be accepting the offer of submission if I receive it.

I am truly excited about all the things we had accomplished this year. From having three part-time volunteers in the office last semester to powering through so many changes in staff and in the board. We hired a grand number of first year students to be on staff this year, and we hope this will mean more returning faces in the fall and some new faces too.

If you are reading this during exam period 1) get back to work you poor soul! 2) I am glad to have your attention today and any time before today.

If you are a new student and you have picked this paper up during ISW or any other summer programming you will be a part of this summer 1) the news is no longer relevant, but I hope you sign up and decide to write some real cool stuff for the new editors. 2) Ohai, welcome… to your impending doom.

I have little doubts that the new editors will do anything but please you this coming year. They are an entertaining bunch to say the least. I should know, I hired them. Matt’s old world wisdom, mixed with Sara’s youthful gaze, will no doubt give you a unique view on the life of a Trent student while keeping an eye on other world issues.

I will miss you all, and I know this will not be the end of my work at Arthur. This summer I will be on the board working on various objectives like updating the website with the new editors and updating the policies and procederes.

I leave the new editors with these final words. To quote Tina Fey’s memoir “Bossypants”:

“In most cases being a good boss means hiring talented people and then getting out of their way. In other cases, to get the best work out of people you may have to pretend you are not their boss and let them treat someone else like the boss, and then that person whispers to you behind a fake wall and you tell them what to tell the first person. Contrary to what I believe as a little girl, being the boss almost never involves marching around, waving your arms, and chanting, ‘I am the boss! I am the boss!’”

Though sometimes at Arthur you have to do that too.