Unexpectedly, on October 9, Nikki Haley, the U.S. ambassador to the United Nations, announced that she will be leaving the Trump administration at the end of the year. Denying the suspicion that she will be running against Trump in the 2020 election,
Note: The author serves has served as a Science Associate in the biology department, currently serves as an Alchemist in the chemistry department and lab teaching assistant in the biology department, and is a peer tutor in both biology and chemistry. He
My Twitter feed consists almost exclusively of tweets from economists, politicians, and liberal-leaning news organizations. However, my favorite Twitter account is by far Thoughts of Dog (@dog_feelings), which narrates the wonderfully wholesome inner life of a dog. The dog is thoroughly good,
Making friends is hard, even when you’re 20 and seemingly confident enough to meet new people. I mean, the last time you were thrown into a similar situation was when you were an 18-year-old who was embarking upon an exciting new journey.
A comprehensive listicle of what we wish we knew our first year: The Secrets of Swarthmore Underhill is by far the most slept-on study-space at Swarthmore College. Period. Sometimes the chicken tenders at Essie’s change to the sub-par variety. Beware! On Mondays,
Climate change is not an issue that just occurred recently. Adopted in 1997, the Kyoto Protocol, which urges all nations to reduce release of greenhouse gas, demonstrates climate change as a serious global issue that needs an immediate solution. 20 years later,
Last semester, my sophomore spring, I kind of messed up. Among drowning in my personal pit of sorrows, mental illness and body dysmorphia, I built huge barriers between all of my Swat friends and me. I convinced myself that going abroad would
Ten years ago this month, the senior class at Swarthmore confronted graduating into one of the worst recessions in American history. The investment bank Lehman Brothers had just collapsed, setting off the financial crisis and the ensuing global economic contraction. By the
“I live in Willets.” “I’m so sorry for you.” That’s the response I usually get. Mention my dorm and I get comments about never-ending noise, the smell of certain medicinal plants, and the lack of A.C. And to be completely fair, those
From the windows of the airplane that departed from the city I call home, I felt both dreadful and thrilled as I watched trees, cars, and skyscrapers disappear into the distance, replaced by fluffy, white clouds. It was not the first time
