From an Oscar-worthy Andrew Scott performance to a coming-of-age gem that stole the show, here are five standouts from the 35th Philadelphia Film Festival.
Millions of Americans will go to the polls next Tuesday amidst rising political dissatisfaction. Here’s what Swatties will see on their ballots, as well
Maria Victoria Almarza '28 describes the origins of her personal conception of justice and argues that we must work collectively, at Swarthmore and beyond, to reconcile our views of inmates as “outsiders.”
In this edition of Swat Says, students rank Tri-Co mascots, weigh in on the Garnet Weekend and Halloween overlap, and reflect on their caffeine habits.
A review of “What’s the Time Back Home,” a devised theater performance that looked into the shared experience of international students, featuring Swarthmore students on campus.
Actor Lucia Pachynski-Hoopes ’27 on rediscovering the joy of theater through improv and finding balance between embodying characters and being herself.
On a beautiful Friday afternoon, July 24, 2026, LeBron James announced to the world that he would continue his illustrious career by signing with the Philadelphia 76ers on a two-year, eight-million-dollar contract. Widely regarded as the best professional basketball player of all
A crowd of 18,000 chants in unison to the beat of the fan section drums. It’s the 86th minute of the match, and the U.S. Women’s National Team is down 2-1 to reigning World Cup Champions, Spain. The beat continues. The left
Joost Almekinders ’27 is a senior captain on the Swarthmore men’s soccer team, capping off his collegiate career with a dominant final season after injuries limited him to just three games during his junior year. Hailing from Arlington, VA, he has tallied
Editor’s note: This article was initially published in The Daily Gazette, Swarthmore’s online, daily newspaper founded in Fall 1996. As of Fall 2018, the DG has merged with The Phoenix. See the about page to read more about the DG. WEATHER: Sunny
Editor’s note: This article was initially published in The Daily Gazette, Swarthmore’s online, daily newspaper founded in Fall 1996. As of Fall 2018, the DG has merged with The Phoenix. See the about page to read more about the DG. Burglary/Forcible Entry
Editor’s note: This article was initially published in The Daily Gazette, Swarthmore’s online, daily newspaper founded in Fall 1996. As of Fall 2018, the DG has merged with The Phoenix. See the about page to read more about the DG. Fire Alarm
Editor’s note: This article was initially published in The Daily Gazette, Swarthmore’s online, daily newspaper founded in Fall 1996. As of Fall 2018, the DG has merged with The Phoenix. See the about page to read more about the DG. WEATHER: Snow
“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
The usual rap on post-World War II city planners is that they ruined our cities with their highways and shopping malls, and even now we are not entirely done recovering from the damage they did. At least in my experience, this view
Jonathan Franzen’s reception at Swarthmore last spring was lukewarm. He spoke fatalistically of the social impact of fiction and disavowed the readings of his books that would point to any social messages. When he admitted that the one explicit goal of his
The glass separating the pizza guys from the rest of the restaurant lent their work an aspect of performance, which they mostly seemed to embrace. I could remember being small and laughing on a long-legged counter stool as they tossed spinning rounds
Anapa and I entered the wine god’s garden to destroy him. The wine god’s door was deep within the House of Gods. It led us into a leafy paradise of green and gold. We passed rows of trellises choked with grapevines, and
For the length of a column, allow me to put aside the eclectically diverse relationship paradigms that have blessed modern romantic lives with templates suited to the involved individuals’ needs. What remains in the scraps of this jumble is the model that