Inside the Davenport Cottage’s infamous two-story party suite, stacks of chocolate bars, San Pellegrino, Bounty paper towel rolls and cereal boxes clutter the bar. An empty cooler from the past weekend lies in the other corner, the tap dried out. In the entryway door, beer bottles and other remnants of Saturday night’s party clutter the...
Most Yale courses don’t have a dress code. Then again, most students spend class sitting at a desk. But for the students of Emily Coates ’06, tights and a leotard is expected. On a Wednesday afternoon, 12 girls enter a pristine studio in the newly-minted Broadway Rehearsal Lofts. They spend the first hour on a contemporary ballet barre, rejecting what Coates calls...
What do you think “safe sex” is? No, I asked you first. You don’t want to define it incorrectly, because that would mean you’re having unsafe sex, right? Or sex that’s less safe than the sex that guy over there is having. Or maybe, if your definition is really wrong, we’ll all finally know that you’re not having any sex at all. Or perhaps if your...
David Stanley ’05 has been given 10 minutes to talk to the students of Jay Winter’s “Europe in the Age of Total War” class. As Teach for America’s Yale recruitment director, Stanley works to ensure the best and brightest of the best and brightest apply to work for his employer. Before this lecture hall of undergrads, some half-asleep, others distractedly packing...
Under the stairs in Barnes & Noble, Cecile Cohen keeps an understated office. The room is small, with a sloped ceiling and barely enough space for a desk, a couch and piles of books. There is no door, but Cohen likes it that way — anyone can come and go at any time. There are no windows, but Cohen says she doesn’t need windows. For Cohen, there is nothing gloomy about...
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They had already traveled from across the country, spent a night in New Haven and braved the Activities Fair, but for some dramatically inclined prefrosh, Tuesday afternoon’s theater information session, coordinated by the Yale Drama Coalition (YDC), was the Bulldog Days highlight. While future classmates lounged on Old Campus with bags of candy and pamphlets, the...
Slouching on a futon in the middle of a Monday afternoon. Half-watching “The Royal Tenenbaums.” Pawing at a half-eaten bag of lime-flavored Tostitos on the table. On one side of the room, Dan Frank ’10 – wearing a torn ski team T-shirt and a jump cord as a belt – has his laptop out, finishing up some programming homework. Everything about the scene is decidedly...
A collection of three personal essays: “The Sad Man’s Manifesto,” “Direction” and "20 yr w/o skills seeks long-term employment.”
I speak on behalf of the race of pale men who travel alone or in herds with their heads to the ground or the sky. I speak for those who were incapable, as children, of harming their stuffed animals, who sat by their beds swallowing hard while their next-door neighbors threatened to dismantle their beavers and raccoons with scissors and Swiss army knives — and who...
