HOLMES: MOOCing magic

September 27, 2013 • 0
What does free, high-quality online education mean for us and our collegiate gothic?

HOLMES: The price tag of prestige

September 13, 2013 • 0
I’m left with a nagging question: Do we, as current students, reinforce the college race for prestige?

HOLMES: The gluttony of uncertainty

August 30, 2013 • 0
Instinctually, most Yalies remain wired to questions in pursuit of that primal prestige.

HOLMES: Consider the crapshoot

April 12, 2013 • 0
But for me and most of the people I’ve met at Yale, we spent the first few weeks wondering how we’d wound up here.

HOLMES: A letter to the letter to the editor

April 2, 2013 • 0
If, my dear Ms. Patton Jr., you are in your fourth year and still single, drop the self-pity and lift up your chin.

HOLMES: Platonic lovers

March 8, 2013 • 0
Chatter about gender-neutral suites often rests on a seesaw of stereotypes.

HOLMES: Personal pitfalls

February 20, 2013 • 0
But do it for yourself — improving your writing not for publication, but for you to know that each time it’s a little bit better.

HOLMES: Our suite sense of self

February 1, 2013 • 0
The living situation that Yale offers is an opportunity to understand yourself through the eyes of others.

HOLMES: Trusting Cantabs and serendipity

November 26, 2012 • 0
Our biennial pilgrimage to Harvard rests on a transient trust in chance and the unknown — two ambiguous entities that most Yalies have long striven to avoid.

HOLMES: Cooking Dad’s slippers

October 29, 2012 • 2
My dad whips up a mean slice of toast. His freshly brewed tea is hard to beat, and his omelettes are amazingly edible. That said, when my mom left more than two weeks ago to visit family in China, she took fundamental solo-husband-survival precautions and left a week’s worth of home-cooked meat dishes in the »

HOLMES: Love our food

October 12, 2012 • 0
I remember being younger and hearing horror stories about college: students surviving off ramen, the kleptomaniac roommate, bouncing hot dogs, the nymphomaniac roommate, mystery meat, beer and Dubra diets, the freshman fifteen, the freshman fifteen roommate. Actually, most of them were definitely food-related. Particularly the roommate who steals your food is seriously the worst. After »

HOLMES: The perks of a double

April 20, 2012 • 5
I got annexed. But that was hardly the concern. The concern was that tucked up away in the lofty fifth floor of Vanderbilt, my suitemates and I would all get singles. Sorry — what? Yeah, that’s usually the reaction I receive. I repeat: I was worried that I would get a single. At this point »