At Frost, we were put on loop, seduced into repeating the injustices of the past. Read more…
Archive for Jake Friedler
(‘15, Comparative Literature) grew up in White Suburbia, CA and is still trying to get out. His interests include haiku poetry, long conversations, and the re-mystification of our postmodern wasteland.
In Defense of Fraternity
Why are we suddenly so embarrassed to be men? The evidence against us abounds. Read more…
Moments of Pause IV: Spuds & Duds
If you like to waltz with tomatoes…. Read more…
unheard: YOUR WEEK TEN PLAYLIST
“A riot is the language of the unheard.” — Martin Luther King, Jr. Read more…
Let The Music Take Control
It’s time to face the music, or lack thereof: Stanford isn’t fun anymore. In this time of social drought, we have few outlets for the pressure that builds over the course of a quarter at Stanford. More and more of us have taken to evacuating campus on the weekends.
And so last Saturday, my homies and I went to San Francisco to see Bassnectar. Read more…
AATP Production of Ching Chong Chinaman Stages the Blanching of Cultural Identity
Ching Chong Chinaman opens with the Wong family getting ready to have themselves a “White Christmas.” As they squeeze into a holiday photo, father Ed (played convincingly by Jin Park) reminds his family to open their eyes “nice and wide.” Read more…
i’m just tryna live: YOUR WEEK FIVE PLAYLIST
California Voter Registration closes today. Shout out to contributor Libby Scholz for the reminder and the message collab from Lil’ Jon and Lena Dunham (what?). I would have loved to have been in that pitch meeting. Read more…
Dam It: Scribbles 007-009 from the Anderson Collection
Brilliant colors coalesce into globulous, interlocking forms reminiscent of cells under a microscope. Zoom in on a drop of blood or a flap of skin and you find abstraction as the basic form of human life; Francis puts the organic, dripping mess on the wall as art. Read more…
The Wind of Freedom Blows: An Open Letter to the Freshmen
Dear Freshmen, don’t be fooled. Stanford isn’t just a gorgeous veneer cobbled from buzzwords and PowerPoints. Read more…
Run the Trap!
I remember when friends wouldn’t let me play dubstep in the car. Yesterday, a girl of about sixteen drove by me playing this. The times have changed. Read more…