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COLUMN: College is a Joke

They are everywhere.  By “they” I mean the bells—at least if you’re walking, eating, or hoping to nap within a quarter mile of Harkness Tower. But I also mean the perpetrators of the pealing: the Guild of Carillonneurs.

COLUMN: Morris’s Music Beat

Throughout indie singer Samia (Samia Najimy Finnerty)'s sophomore album, Honey, we meet what feels like dozens of characters. Amelia's the one with the half smile. Caleb—he’s by the fire pit, scaling the beyond. Everything with David is totally fine. These are brief, lyrical introductions that leave the listener with no more than one or two details. In the album’s tight 40-minute runtime, particulars like these offer us a fleeting glimpse into Samia’s world.

College is a Joke: Who are the funniest people on Yale’s campus?

Jack Moffatt ‘25 is kind of tall, but he won’t say how tall. His hair is curly. His glasses are glasses. He can jump pretty […]

Kate’s Music Beat

In the pivotal scene of the 1989 rom-com Say Anything…, John Cusack’s character, Lloyd, raises a boombox above his head and blasts Peter Gabriel’s “In […]

Cut to the Chase

Hannah Han: My best friend goes to another school. In high school, we were extremely close and depended on each other, but now we hardly […]

Poetry – Paris Gathering, 1962

The champagne we chilled right in the courtyard, buried the bottles in the snow in clusters of four according to their size and color: full […]

Poem – A Mexican Divorce

My mother came down to breakfast one day said I want a fireplace my father said why she said I want to return to La […]

A note from the editors

We descended the narrow staircase into the darkened basement of the Briton Hadden Memorial Building, grim and determined. The derelict darkroom still smelled of photography […]

Keepin’ the faith

“The faith-based initiative is not about a single faith. In this country we’re great because we’ve got many faiths, and we’re great because you can […]

How can this wine be so bad? Experts unveil the mystery

  The vintage is a Lost Vineyards red. I lift the glass to my nose and inhale deeply. The bouquet is questionable, but I’m not […]

The Untidy Life: Bones

After lunch on Wednesdays I catalogue monkey bones. I have catalogued quite a variety of bones: white bleached bones, yellow greasy bones, brown crusted bones. […]