('15, Philosophy & Literature) feels most at ease when Putin is quiet and Chelsea are winning. Louis is man of simple pleasures, an aspiring Thomas Crown who remains convinced that hash-tags will one day be the death of the English language.
As I’m sure all-then-present would agree, there exists no combination of words that could possibly do justice to the venerable establishment that is the Zebra Lounge. Coated in only the most elegant shade of margarine yellow, the Zebra Lounge plays host to every mover and shaker in the Maboneng district South of Kruger street. Read more…
What we see is mostly what we expect to see. It’s difficult (read: scary) to beat the odds and perceive anew. I’ve wondered, then, what it would be like to wake up open-eyed and open-minded. What would your backyard look like, really? Read more…
The light in which the arts and humanities have been cast makes them out to be the problem children of Stanford’s academic family, while the university’s rhetoric attempts to convince us that these problem children have been whipped into shape. Read more…