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Vacation as we know it arose parallel to the tuberculosis sanatorium. Whether one took the waters or sunbathed at a brisk altitude, 100-odd years ago, programs of rest and recuperation at resorts and... Read More »

Dear Queers, Last quarter, I wrote a piece that pissed some of you off. I was safely abroad at the time, but from afar I ate up the feeling that peers I’d never met might be thinking nasty thoughts... Read More »

I followed last week’s pissing contest between The Stanford Review and David Palumbo-Liu with perverse delight. Catfights like this don’t come along often enough in student journalism, and in... Read More »

Back home for my last ever winter break, I made a timeline, allotting two full weeks for idleness and setting the day after Christmas as a hard deadline for getting serious with myself. As it always... Read More »

In the basement of my grandma Pat’s Mercer Island home there is, among other things, a manual typewriter (I drop hints about my intention to inherit it every time I visit), a BB gun I know and... Read More »

About this time last year, I met my friend John* at Coho to catch up — not just any friend, a gay friend. I emphasize that fact because I have relatively few at Stanford. Of my five closest friends... Read More »

I distinctly remember the 150th anniversary of the start of the Civil War. That was 2011, and back then we had a black president. To ninth-grade me in South Carolina, where I grew up, the history... Read More »

While working for Stanford Pre-Collegiate Studies (SPCS) this summer, I met a disarmingly wise 13-year-old novelist. Flying home as an unaccompanied minor, she needed a chaperone to see her safely... Read More »