In typically delusional, short-sighted and hypocritical fashion, the Ivy League leadership has decided to follow the crowd and institute a conference tournament for men’s and women’s basketball.
Africana Studies at Penn has at its center the study of Africa and peoples of African descent around the globe.
Following the announcement of the closure of The Africa Center last spring, students mobilized in protest against what we rightly perceived as a marginalization of the study of an entire continent, its 1 billion people, their cultures, languages, histories, economies and institutions.
As many of you already know, there is ongoing campaign to convince Penn to divest its endowment from fossil fuels, or in other words, to eliminate all of the University’s investments in the coal, oil, and gas companies that pollute the atmosphere and cause climate change.
My experiences within the Jewish community at Penn have almost exclusively pertained to politics and religion.
Israel is often misrepresented at Penn. Whether through the placement of black flags on College Green or the construction of an “apartheid wall” in front of Van Pelt Library, Israel is depicted as an abominable tyrant and the substantive facts of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict are deemed insignificant.
There is a line of reasoning that goes as follows: playing the Powerball lottery may not make much financial sense, but the joy you get from dreaming about winning over a billion dollars is well worth the $2.
The idea that Donald Trump speaks for white American men or Wharton grads or even all Republicans is absurd. Equally absurd is the idea that the beliefs and dispositions of all Muslims are represented by the images and videos of terrorists we are constantly exposed to in our media feeds.
As I realize what I am about to say, I can practically feel the earth shake as bra-burners of days gone by turn in their graves.
After three months of deliberation, Penn administrators have agreed to take substantial steps forward in making Penn a healthier campus.
I don’t get why, as Americans, we have become so terrified of people speaking their minds simply because it may offend someone.
“Death is not a conclusion.”
These are words I heard and wrote down a few weeks ago, when I watched Jean-Luc Godard’s film “Contempt.” Today, they resonate more than ever.
It was supposed to be an ordinary Friday of going out with friends and enjoying city I have come to call home these past months.
While we understand that you find the survey results deeply troubling, many students have shared that the manner in which the results were addressed made them feel more like statistics than people.
Penn employees cook your meals, these employees haul your trash. These employees teach your students, they collect your scientific data, they clear leaves on Locust Walk.
Recently, negative talk surrounding fraternities and sororities raises questions about why we are relevant.
No, one is not an oppressor of an entire race if they disagree with one aspect of it. We need to really push back on how we assess guilt and blame in writing because it will fall on deaf ears when they become hyperboles rather than sincere grievances.
The University of Michigan announced a new initiative last week that it intends to test next year that states that parents of any freshman in the Class of 2019 caught drinking underage on two occasions or hospitalized on one occasion will be notified of their child’s actions.
Like many Penn students, I was not surprised to read in the October 12 edition of The Daily Pennsylvanian that President Gutmann’s salary has risen yet again, this time to an astounding $3,426,106.
How do you tell someone that you are a rape survivor? Why is the burden of telling placed on the victim of the crime?