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Slumpus Brunonius

Surviving the Sophomore Slump

Our protagonist stumbles in well past midnight, the book he vowed to read at the library well under half finished. He heats up some tea in the microwave then forgets about it, downs too much Tylenol PM, and falls asleep with his clothes on. The next morning he sleeps through his first two classes; at…

(Not) Studying Abroad

musings of a stay-at-brown student

Since October, my friends have frantically solicited recommendations, filled out forms and mailed them places (“Where does the stamp go, again?”), and wondered aloud where they would live and how they might feed themselves for four months in a foreign country. Serious concerns, no doubt—but not mine. “Are you going abroad?” my friend Pablo asked…

The Burden of Knowing

sure, why not blame paterno?

Let’s make one thing clear: Jerry Sandusky is scum. As if sexually abusing eight young boys over a 15-year period isn’t crime enough, he’s also defamed one of the greatest institutions in college football history. Wait, did I get that formulation correct? Maybe it should be, “As if defaming one of the greatest institutions in…

Hyperactive Hip-Hop

Providence’s Best Dance Crew

“My daddy didn’t give me my pills today so I’m really HYPER!” How to respond to that exclamation from a seven-year-old I’ve never met before? And how to effectively prevent little boys from doing handstands every five seconds? It’s more of a challenge than it may seem. I spend a good deal of time at…

A Budding Movement

grinding the message of legalization

“Let me take a look.” I pass him the flimsy sheet of printer paper. At once, his eyes light up. “Holy shit,” he says, eyes still locked.  “Wait, can I see?” asks a girl on the couch. I hand it her way. She pauses for a moment. Then, the predictable. “This is unbelievable. How do…