When a tree falls in the forest and there is no-one there to hear it, does it make a sound? Last Friday, April 24 at 8 p.m. EST on the dot, the entirety of Swarthmore came together for 30 minutes to participate
Rehearsals for “Medea” began just like one of the lines of cocaine I’d witnessed, as an innocent bystander, being cautiously sniffed two and a half weeks ago by some faceless and nameless Swattie and his friend in the dark, off a small,