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Have you ever bitten into a piece of pizza in a Dining Hall that you knew was too hot and burned your tongue?
Our country faces a crisis that begins with the letter “D.” No, it is not our President-elect Donald Trump.
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By
Erin Farrell
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Jan. 22, 2017
Few focal points of the Republican presidential cycle stood out with as much singularity and clarity as the promise to “repeal and replace” Obamacare, a rallying cry for many of the Trump electorate, regardless of class, race, gender.
Tomorrow, at around noon, Donald Trump will become the President of the United States. The bombastic billionaire, whose improbable promotion to power shattered every political norm from fundraising to gaffe-making, will assume the most important political office on earth.
I once wrote an article in which I refused to give up red lipstick despite surrendering eye makeup, and, with all the misogyny to which Trump's election has set us back, I think it's about time I explained why. What got me started thinking about it was a statement my friend made to me.
I once wrote an article in which I refused to give up red lipstick despite surrendering eye makeup, and, with all the misogyny to which Trump's election has set us back, I think it's about time I explained why. What got me started thinking about it was a statement my friend made to me.
Have you ever bitten into a piece of pizza in a Dining Hall that you knew was too hot and burned your tongue?
Our country faces a crisis that begins with the letter “D.” No, it is not our President-elect Donald Trump.
This semester will be my last one at Penn. I recently discovered that I have accumulated enough credits to graduate a year in advance.
Tuition at the University of Pennsylvania for the 2016-2017 academic year is $45,556. If you assume a course load of 4.0 credits, you’re spending over $100 per hour of class time.
James Fisher | 'Privilege' does not exist to White Penn professors — and they keep 'trying it'
By
James Fisher
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Jan. 11, 2017
Last semester was honestly the worst semester I’ve had at Penn so far. And all because of one thing: the white professors I’ve had at Penn.
The shirt read “THE PUSSY GRABS BACK,” accompanied by a drawing of a kitten attacking Donald Trump’s face.
The scourge of "hands-off antagonism" has plagued Penn, where people are more likely to discuss explicit racism rather than the implicit racism that allows the former to thrive.
When I finish my last day of classes each semester, feelings of happiness and relief sweep through me when I think about how I no longer have to wake up early, no longer have to speed-walk to class and come close to twisting my ankle on the Locust cobblestones.
I wish I could say that 53 were some significant number in my life — my home address, my lucky number, something like that — because that would be one hell of a lede.
There are many ways to be end up at a place like Penn, but I suspect that my own path was not a particularly original one.
Back when I was in middle school and I hadn’t even heard of the name Donald Trump, my science teacher gave the class a lesson on how to search the internet — specifically, how to tell the good sites from the bad.
The world’s most successful notion of free government arose from what was called “the principle of the sovereignty of the people.” This principle viewed government as a regrettable necessity.
On November 9, the American flag stood at half-mast at Hampshire College as a “reaction to the toxic tone of the monthslong election.” The following night, though, the flag was burned by an unidentified individual or group of individuals.
2016 will not, I suspect, go down in the history books as one of humanity’s great success stories.
As a misanthrope, there’s a truth I’m beginning to accept, and that is that my day is made better by the kindness of strangers.
I received a lot of well-meaning advice and aphorism in my early college years: “early to bed ...” and “beer before liquor ...” among other things.
