GRAVER: Life as a resume drop
As we put ourselves before the prospect of failure, there is a defensive inclination to protect oneself by, in a way, creating a distance from oneself.
GRAVER: Looking to Cooperstown
For our generation, there is a particular, profound distinction — and accompanying heartbreak — that comes with this group of players. They are not just a distant era’s group of elite, but they were our heroes, the group of titans that championed the baseball diamond in our childhoods. We won’t get a second batch.
GRAVER: Pay college athletes?
And while this may appear appealing at first — as a neatly conceived manner of restoration — it is positively deleterious to the very core of the academy.
GRAVER: We have no clue
In case you forgot, there is an election today. For many of us, this will be the first time we cast a ballot for the next president of the United States. With the timing of all of this, I thought for a while that I’d write a column about for whom I was voting. But »
GRAVER: Embrace incivility
Last week’s presidential debate certainly hit its low point when Governor Romney turned to President Obama and said, “I predict, sir, that you will die either by hanging or of some vile disease.” Or perhaps you thought it hit rock bottom when Obama replied, “That all depends, sir, upon whether I embrace your principles or »
GRAVER: Great man or good man?
“He’s not inspiring.” This is the conventional wisdom surrounding Gov. Mitt Romney. Even after last Wednesday, this remains, by wide regard, Romney’s fatal flaw. He will never give that great, transformative speech. He will never be that generational candidate. Despite all efforts, he will just be Mitt — and that will be far from enough. »
GRAVER: Tailgate Village’s dark side
I wonder what would happen if someone unfamiliar with American football were asked to speculate on what a “Student Tailgate Village” might be. Perhaps it’s one of those weird team-building corporate retreats for new employees. Or a fun, hip place where people can study outside, like an academic Disneyland. Or even that weird Swedish toy »
GRAVER: Baseball and bluebooking
Over the summer, while watching baseball one night, I began to think it would be kind of great if professors were more like baseball players. Now, this wasn’t some secret wish that my Latin professor would grow eight inches and develop an infatuation with human growth hormone. There was just something intriguing about the way »
GRAVER: April at Yale
For those who did not catch it, Tupac returned this weekend at Coachella. Brought back to the stage via the work of James Cameron’s company Digital Domain, the deceased rapper performed a live, hologram-enabled set with Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg. And while Cameron was resurrecting Tupac, I received a chain email from Newt Gingrich’s »
GRAVER: Service, not politics
Last week, Yale announced that the class of 2016 had an acceptance rate of only 6.8 percent. In such an astonishingly competitive year, I can only imagine the great minds and talents coming into this school. However, I would hazard to guess — with a relative degree of confidence — that these students are not »
GRAVER: Batman, hero from the one percent
Along with a good number of American males, ages 18-34, I went to see “Project X” over spring break. Although it was an experience I will forever regret, I did get to see the trailer for the next Batman movie. A certain scene caught my attention. About halfway through the trailer, Bruce Wayne (Batman) is »