Teo Soares
SOARES: All the columns I didn’t write

I write these columns to remind myself that certain things are true.

SOARES: After spring ends

People, I think, are generally happier in the future tense.

SOARES: Antisocial behaviors

The tapping process sucks. I’ve heard folks defend societies writ large, but I’ve never heard anyone defend the protracted, un-transparent and downright mean way societies select their members.

SOARES: Parents in perspective

Misdemeanors are mildly aggravating when perpetrated by others, but they can stir hurricanes in your soul if you know yourself to be guilty of the same crimes. And when it comes to your parents, matters are even worse.

SOARES: What makes a Yalie?

What interests me are the subtle markers of Yalie-ness.

SOARES: Playing with fire

So I began to search, within myself, for the gumption to put my hand to the fire. It didn’t come easy; I was afraid I’d sear my fingers.

SOARES: Forgetting our stories

I’m four months short of four years at Yale, and I want to drown in their every instant.

SOARES: Thanks for the citizenship

It implies that, by letting immigrants in—that is, by letting them realize their supposed dream — Americans are doing them a favor.

SOARES: Consider the mayfly

Sometimes I lose sight of the fact I’m not going to live forever.

SOARES: $680 for a vote

In Texas we don’t vote for Democrats (not often, that is — we elected Jimmy Carter in 1976, and I guess we’ve been repenting since). […]

SOARES: The skeleton under the tree

A fallen tree is a little like a beached whale, or a door off its hinges or the propeller of a wind turbine traveling on […]