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(03/01/22 3:41am)
As you scroll through your Instagram feed, in the stream of pictures from sorority formals, aesthetic weekend excursions to South Street, club event notices, and perfectly manicured photos posted by official Penn accounts, you come across a long caption under a photoshopped image of Amy Gutmann. If you’re familiar with the content of @pennmemes, you know you’re about to be launched into the head of the anonymous person who graces your feed a few times a week with relevant memes—and occasionally, a long stream–of–consciousness caption.
(02/22/22 12:17am)
“Are bookstores even a thing anymore?” says my Social Psychology professor, apropos of nothing, in the middle of a lecture on social cognition. Long gone are the days of couches in Barnes & Noble and Kanye West rapping “we met at Borders.” Even further in the rearview mirror is a distant era when a romantic comedy like You’ve Got Mail could be powered by the David and Goliath struggle between a mega chain bookseller and a beloved, independent local bookstore. Maybe that’s because it feels like Goliath wins every time.
(02/15/22 2:00pm)
“If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.”
(02/15/22 12:17am)
We often don’t think of love as a radical act. From varying depictions of love in cheesy early 2000s rom–coms to the complex love we hold for our friends, our family, or even ourselves, love is something that is shared with another. But what does it mean to have love for a community—to practice love and care through advocacy and collective action?
(02/08/22 3:00pm)
You’ve probably heard of University of Pennsylvania Robert Mundheim Professor of Law Amy Wax (or “‘Racist’ Penn Law Prof,” according to a recent Daily Beast headline). If you haven't, she’s pretty easy to find—and she may have publicly disparaged your identity.
(02/01/22 2:00am)
When the national anthem plays before its first exhibition game of the season against East Stroudsburg on Oct. 30, instead of standing for the national anthem, most of the Penn men’s basketball team remains still and seated. All but three players sit solemn on the side benches, eyes gazing down. This was not a spontaneous decision, but a planned, deliberate message of activism spearheaded by players. It was also just the beginning—for the rest of the season, critical and approving eyes alike would not only be on the team's game, but on its collective decision to sit in the moments leading up to tipoff.
(01/25/22 6:17pm)
In a remote corner of Penn Park, a woman sits in the dirt, warmed from the sun despite the November chill, digging into several beds of fresh vegetables: cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, okra, bell peppers, and more. Wedged between a wide field of grass and an orchard, the farm is secluded, but the surrounding city is a constant presence. Every once in a while, a train rumbles by loudly, making it difficult to talk without raising your voice. Nonetheless, a feeling of calm lingers amongst the dirt and produce.
(01/18/22 7:00pm)
Confusion. Chaos. Miscommunication. When Penn students test positive for COVID–19, nothing about the isolation process is clear.
(12/07/21 8:05pm)
Pandemic, Protest, and Philly: Returning and Remembering in 2021
(12/07/21 2:23am)
I rang in 2021 sitting on the couch in my childhood home in White Plains, New York. It was me, a glass of sparkling apple cider, my nuclear–family–turned–COVID–bubble, and Ryan Seacrest, performing for a dystopian–looking, empty Times Square on national television. Brutal.
(12/07/21 2:16am)
Like most things in my life, the center of my journalism philosophy begins with Taylor Swift: If you start taking the routine interactions of your job for granted, you ought to stop doing it.
(12/03/21 4:32pm)
On the eve of his 21st birthday, Evan* (C’ 18) woke to the sound of Penn Police knocking on his door. After a flurry of terse words and frantic texts, he was escorted into an ambulance bound for the Penn Emergency Evaluation Clinic (PEEC). He was hospitalized by Student Intervention Services (SIS). On paper, the decision was voluntary. But in reality, it was a lot more complicated.
(11/16/21 3:18pm)
Even if someone gave you directions to Slought, there’s a good chance you’d walk right by it at least once. The organization’s art gallery, located on Walnut St. between 40th and 41st streets, occupies the same building as The DP’s offices, but many of our staffers probably haven’t even noticed, let alone set foot inside. In their defense, Slought is fairly nondescript, its presence announced only in minimalist, sans serif lettering.
(11/09/21 5:00am)
Professor Carol Tracy never saw it coming.
(11/04/21 2:19pm)
You’re lying on a bed in a dimly–lit room. Music surrounds you, and the air is soft on your skin. You slip a lozenge under your tongue. As it dissolves, you close your eyes, settling in for the experience ahead. Sitting beside you, a therapist offers a reassuring presence. If anxiety sets in, you’re prepared: deep breath in, then out. Slowly you ease into an altered state of consciousness as visions, memories, and visceral sensations wash over you in waves. Your journey begins.
(10/27/21 5:52pm)
Zihan Xia knew the words to every song in The Little Mermaid before she understood a word of English. Though her DVD copy had no Mandarin subtitles, she had the entire animated film memorized by the third grade. Today, she admits that she identifies more with American culture than Chinese, shifting her infatuation with The Little Mermaid to sitcoms like The Big Bang Theory and Friends. So, when Zihan arrived in the U.S. for the first time in 2021 as an International Guest Student at Penn (IGSP), she introduced herself as Drea, inspired by one of her favorite American rappers, Dr. Dre. She hoped this Westernized name would help her fit in and avoid the stress of correcting people’s pronunciations of her Chinese name.
(10/19/21 4:00am)
Mike Blackwell (MLA '23) tries so hard to fit in, but he sticks out like a sore thumb. When I first met him on the benches in front of Van Pelt Library in September, where he’d been sleeping for the past few weeks, he was decked out in Penn gear from his hat, to his shirt, to his laptop stickers. He fumbled with his phone to input a classmate’s contact information—his screensaver was a big blue–and–red "P." The only indicators that he wasn’t an undergraduate student—or a well–meaning tourist—were his unshaven scruff and the four mismatched bags he carried with him everywhere. They contain all of his belongings.
(10/05/21 11:45pm)
Milan Chand (C '24) hid his identity for most of his life. He came out as gay after his senior year of high school, telling all of his friends and family on the same day in the summer of 2020—right in the middle of the pandemic.
(09/28/21 6:46pm)
COVID-19 shut down Philly’s restaurant scene for months. Now, our favorite eateries are back—but the menu looks different.
(09/28/21 3:06am)
Amanda Shulman (C ’15) clinks a glass with a spoon until the room gets quiet. Her curly hair sits in a loose bun on top of her head, and she sports a lovingly worn–in black apron. For a few seconds, a hush hangs in the air as diners shift in their seats to catch a glimpse of the chef.