Let’s Try Believing in People: Reading Privilege at Yale
Look around you at Yale any day of the week. Who do you see? People? Humans? Souls? The oppressive environment of Yale makes our personalities see each other like assignments, pages to be read and talked about in a classroom “seminar” setting. But what does this mean? How can we truly feel this way about peers whom we are supposed to love and touch their souls?
From Miya’s with Love?
Last week’s Blindest Date winners, Angela Chen ’16 (Bachelorette #2) and Gregory Santoro ’14 (Bachelor #10) chose to have their amorous rendezvous at a local favorite. See below for their scintillating stories: She says: 7:04 a.m.: Get up, run, shower, catch the shuttle up Science Hill. 12:57 a.m.: Lunch with Nicole. “Guess who’s going »
Blindest Date Part 2!
Following last week’s Blindest Date contest, WKND presents to you our next slate of bachelors and bachelorettes. This week, with input from our readers, we’re matching those seeking the same sex to their soul mates. We’ve got language lovers, Girl Scout Cookie aficionados and extreme hockey fans — all the makings of a happily ever after. Head online to vote for your favorites after reading, and commence the love!
WEEKEND PLAYS CUPID: The Blindest Date
This year, WEEKEND received a record number of applications (or at least we think so — we're not good with numbers) for our Valentine's Day Blindest Date contest. There were many qualified candidates for very few — 20! — available spots. Without further ado, we present a set of guys and gals for your judging. They are charming, witty, potato-loving! At the end of our online voting session, the top Bachelor and Bachelorette will be paired together in a rendezvouz for the ages. Get yo' love guru on.
WEEKEND Looks for Love
Starting today, you have exactly one week to find your soul mate, to ensure that you won’t spend Valentine’s Day on an intimate, candlelit dinner with your Netflix (WKND personally thinks that sounds pretty nice but we digress). Here, a slew of insightful reporters have uncovered the most foolproof paths toward securing your lover, just »
In the grand scheme of analysis there are two schools: the empiricists and the intuitionists (who knows if that’s actually true, but it sounds good, like a David Brooks column). Here at WEEKEND, we tend to favor intuition—freedom, art, love—but every once and a while you have to embrace your Apollonian side. So, for the love »
Our Course Schedule
Schedules have been signed, and CR/D/Fail courses secured. But WEEKEND still longs for a different reality — a world in which not one, or two, but ALL SIX Yale College distributional requirements are fulfilled with the most bacterial guts we hibernating sloths could imagine.
Over break, we were worried that the polar vortex would all but subsume our lovely campus. The Yale Instagram account showed beautiful, but frightening images of gothic architecture surrounded by pale, imposing white. The lounge, resting as a celestial point on the top floor of 202 York St., was left to battle the elements.
A Passive Aggressive Thanksgiving
With Thanksgiving comes many a wonderful thing. That feeling of euphoria, that general recognition of the #highbless state of your life, your mom’s (or the Yale Club’s—hay, New Yorkers) roast turkey. But with it comes the inevitable assault of your Facebook newsfeed, as each of your 2,172 friends attempts to outdo one another on their levels of #bless. “Soooo thankful this year, y’all!!” one might say. “oMG, how did I get the coolest family eva?! #blessed,” proclaims another.