Chang-Rae Lee’s ’87 Folk Tales of the Future
As a Yale undergraduate, Chang-Rae Lee ‘87 was admittedly a quiet one. He majored in English, but avoided creative writing courses, including Daily Themes, about which he said he “didn’t take it, thank goodness.”
My father arrived home and we replayed the opening greeting a few times, to make sure it wasn’t all a mistake. We would do so every day for the next week, just in case.
The Social Networks
On the eve of The Game, it didn’t take long for me to tire of the party. Pushing through the crowd at 202 York, I made my way out of the building and started in the direction of Pierson. “Wesley!” I heard my name shouted from within, so I glanced back at the first floor window. Inside, the crowd was still pulsing. Amid the moving bodies of dancers and drinkers, my caller was nowhere to be found. As I gazed into the building from where I was standing outside in the cold, I wondered once again whether or not I was supposed to feel lonely.
The Best Performances, Off the Field
Let’s be real — many of you reading this aren’t going to pay a lot of attention at the game. For all of you couch potatoes, the real showdown takes place in movies and on the silver screen. You probably pick up on every character with Ivy blood and wonder how screenwriters choose alma maters for their characters. In the competitive spirit of this weekend’s Harvard-Yale Game, we’re pairing of some prominent fictional students and alums of Harvard and Yale. Can you guess which school will reign supreme?
Teach for X
Yale students who have enrolled in TFA readily admit to the existence of flaws in the program, but most believe that they profit from their experience. At times the program fails to live up to its lofty ideals, but Yalies in the program continue to find meaning in this work.
An Old, Less Familiar Tune
It isn’t everyday that you get to hear music from the medieval era performed live, but surprises abound at the Beinecke Rare Book & Manuscript Library.
Motivational speech, without the speaker
Chase Michaels is nowhere to be found. For the first ten minutes of the “The Most Beautiful Thing in the World,” written by Gabe Levey DRA ’14, Carol, an obsessive fan, scrambles around frantically looking for Michaels, the motivational speaker who is supposed to headline the show. She searches for him onstage, heads backstage, treads through the entire room, and then walks outside, shouting his name. Following this maddening first “scene,” full of are-we-supposed-to-laugh-? moments, she reappears on stage and dejectedly announces, “Chase Michaels isn’t here.”