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Giving Moola to the Maison

Do you like nice things? I do.

The Female “I”

In her memoir “I Love Dick,” Chris Kraus writes that young women who wish to be taken seriously do not use the first person. I do not use the first person. The first person is immediate and raw and I’ve never even liked the look of it. The uppercase “I” is too tall and the uppercase “I” demands an honesty I cannot provide.

RIP ABP, replacement: TBD

Au Bain Pain is out, but what’s in? A lot of rumors have been flying around Yale as to what will replace Blue State’s immature, bed-wetting younger brother. Let’s take a moment to break down the possibilities.

The Drug War According to Vince

Poolside at 308 Negro Arroyo Lane, Walt invokes its history, and challenges us with the same question he asks Hank: To what extent is today’s war on drugs similarly misguided? After five seasons, Breaking Bad failed to provide an answer. Fans should have demanded more.

A leap from the brink

All this is to say that here at WEEKEND we’re not about to deny the future. It’s coming, not just the drift of seasons and the march toward graduation, but the big moments: our first issue, our first time on the masthead, our first (hopefully not fatal) errors on K4. The future may seem scary, but up in the lounge we’re perched and ready.

An ending, a beginning

Since its conception, WEEKEND has carried a message at its core, a sentiment that has fueled the long hours in our perch at 202 York: everyday is WEEKEND. And indeed, we have spent every waking moment thinking of the issues, thinking of the trends, thinking of you: the artsy and the living.

Burnt Siena

We have not built any burnt siena churches or painted any grand frescos. Buildings crop up out of nowhere and get torn down again without explanation. The recurring wildfires lose their terrifying power to destroy a city’s history when there is no history to destroy.

The Five Most Unimpressive Students at Yale Right Now

Yale is one of the best universities in the U.S. – if not the world. Each year, it attracts top high school applicants, with a record-low acceptance rate of 6.7% last year. As a result, Yale has some pretty remarkable students. Of course, Yale also harbors some pretty unremarkable students. We found five particularly unimpressive undergraduates here at Yale. They’re schmucks, lowlifes, nerds, junkies, and loafers, and they’re making pretty much no difference in the world—or even on campus.

Behind the Red Light: What Prostitutes Taught Me About Being a Woman

Maybe it was just that prostitutes were already on my mind, but the clicking of my heels seemed especially loud in the Red Light District today. Ten minutes ago, I was still recovering from a sweaty all-nighter with a last-minute reading response. My last load of laundry had mysteriously left my clothes smelling like crotch. I hadn’t shaved in over a week. The dim classroom made me feel like what I was: an overtired college student reeking of sleep deprivation.

Finding a start after Yale

I’m a graduate. School’s out... forever.

An earth(l)y revelation

There’s something about tactile experience that just can’t be paralleled. Especially when you’re holding your tactile experience tactilely in your tactile hands, cupped in a tactile paper towel, fresh out of the (need I mention, tactile) laundry machine. Okay. So I found poop in my laundry.