On March 8, 1971, a group of activists picked the lock of an FBI office on the second floor of the County Court Apartments in Media, Pennsylvania, and stole more than 1,000 documents. A few weeks later, Swarthmore student Martha Shirk, who
Remember that one time when your father wanted to walk to Lincoln, Nebraska to pick up the million dollars he won from a magazine subscription company? On the one hand, you desperately want to make up for lost father-son bonding time, because
Television show: ‘House of Cards’ This summer, just like every other one of the underpaid, overworked D.C. interns sweating on each other in the Metro and eyeing one another’s Senate badges, I binge-watched Season One of “House of Cards” with that perfect
In “Digital Witness,” the first single of St. Vincent’s latest album, Annie Clark laments over a throbbing array of guitars: “What’s the point of even sleeping? / If I can’t show it, you can’t see me. / What’s the point of doing
Our generation has become infamously known as the “Internet Generation.” Although we tend to get a negative reputation for our tech-savvy ways, a lot of good has come out of it too. One example is that of the platform the Internet has
When reading Lydia Bailey’s September 2013 essay “My summer at Abercrombie & Fitch” I found myself somehow simultaneously engrossed, laughing nervously and wishing I could meet this mystery writer who somehow was so similar to me. As someone who has also experienced
I don’t often watch movies when they are in distribution, but this summer I managed to catch “The Wolf of Wall Street” with some friends. I had heard about the controversy surrounding the film; namely, that Scorsese had included a record number of
My mama always told me “never immortalize your tits.” She used to be a nude model back at the university when she was young, and now every time she goes to work in the art department archives, she has to pass down
Whether or not they don’t, he remains a solid fantasy option that will score you points week-in and week out. He emphasized need to start now of chemistry among teammates in order to try to get positive results. Chicago at Minnesota –
“Fifty-four! Ok, that’s not ninety, but still, that’s respectable,” Jane* declares, setting down the napkin on which she’s written down the names of every single person she’d kissed at Swarthmore. We’re having brunch in Sharples on a Sunday morning towards the end