I ’ve changed a lot during my time at Swarthmore, no doubt. I matriculated this college as a bright-eyed seventeen-year-old bursting with idealism, and I am graduating as, well, not that. One aspect of my personality that I’ve come to accept will
A group of architecture aficionados has been raising vocal alarm about a sinister movement that in recent years has stealthily crept into the most hallowed spaces on Swarthmore’s campus. Known in certain circles as “Cornellification,” this is the campaign by which the
Out of all the Scandinavian lifestyle trends I’m familiar with, I identify most with Hygge, pronounced Hoo-ga, which is a Danish word that translates to “a quality of coziness and comfortable conviviality that engenders a feeling of contentment or well-being.” I live
The looming weight of this decision haunts you wherever you go; night and day you feel it nagging, worrying you, hovering over you with seemingly life-altering consequences. The choice you must make again and again, every new day, sometimes multiple times a
I consider myself a reasonably level-headed person. Neither a powdery iced chai nor an especially swampy Mertz field can ruin my day. But two weeks ago, as someone clambered over me to exit a Cornell booth for the third time in 10
As the academic year began at Swarthmore, renovations on Essie Mae’s Snack Bar and sections of the Cornell Science & Engineering Library reached completion and re-opened for the campus & community. These two spaces are the most recent in a string of
On September 24th, Meg Spencer, the Cornell Science Librarian died in a car accident. She was 55, and had worked at Swarthmore in some capacity continuously for 34 years. A memorial service was held for Spencer on Wednesday in Lang Concert Hall