Pierre Vargas
Cartoon: What happens after the year ends?
As students head into finals today, your resident 42Fifty cartoonist wondered what happens after the school year ends. As it turns out, no one really knows. Everyone goes home, the halls still, the lights turn off, and an eerie quiet fills Oswego High School. But... is the building really empty? For all we know, there may be someone who specifically roams the building at all hours to keep an eye on everything - like our beloved mascot, Pick the Panther. What happens to him?
From photo to film: The story of ‘The Backrooms’
On June 12, 2002, at 807 Oregon Street, an anonymous 4Chan user took a photo in the back room of a HobbyTown retail store in Oshkosh, WI. At the time, it seemed just to be a progress photo with no real substance. What the photographer could not have known is that this picture would cause a chain reaction, with a film produced by A24 set to be released May 24, 2026 - and a few OH students are here for it. “I was one of the people who were very interested in the concept of liminal spaces when the original post became more mainstream," said senior Ava DeSanto.
Cartoon: Signing off and returning to the swamps
I've heard that cartoonists are a rarer breed in the journalism world. I sincerely hope that, in the next year, someone else can come to take this spot and carry on entertaining our audience with their art.
Senior Column: A clown’s guide to survival
Ever heard that terrible life experiences make you funny? Because by that logic and the logic of the universe itself, I’m the biggest clown known to mankind. It’s not all bad (although still mostly so) because the thing about clowns is that, insulting connotations aside, people go to them for entertainment and joy. So, I guess being a clown isn’t the most insulting thing I could be called. I can live with being someone who’s fun to be around for someone out there.
[SATIRE] The fog is coming.
Perchance you have noticed an unusual weather pattern here at OH the past few days. It’s been unusually murky, with sad grey clouds everywhere you look. You may think this is a normal phenomenon, but really, this is the signal for the biggest event in our village’s history. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, I'll give you one message. The fog is coming.