Not every series of initiatives can be harmonious. This is in no small part because identities will clash, as this year’s controversies have shown.
While we have not always agreed with University President Drew G. Faust, Harvard has, by and large, benefited from her judgement, constancy, and restraint.
Campuses should be places of free speech and open dialogue. Clopper’s tirade put this principle to reprehensible ends.
Let us oppose discrimination and lift each other up at the same time.
Without diversity, Harvard is, and many colleges would be, a room full of mirrors.
Especially in the Trump era, it seems well worth our time to reexamine the mythos of fireworks and declarations, if only to ensure our own good intentions.
Consider the recent controversy involving Sarah Jeong, whose colorful tweets against white people were dug up after the New York Times’ editorial board hired her.
What I loved about San Simeon then and now was its simplicity.
Bringing the final club scene to the masses, or opening up the door just a tiny bit wider, won’t cure our dissatisfaction with our social scene.
By reducing the dizzying variety of post-graduation pursuits to “selling out” versus “not selling out," we obscure the real ethical distinctions.
In many ways, the last 12 months have changed me profoundly. But in some ways, I’m the same. I’m still an optimist. I still believe in sisterhood. My favorite color is still purple.
First it was the Industrial Revolution. Then it was Beatlemania. The next revolution to hit the U.S. from the U.K. is coming. In fact, it’s already here.
Just like that, my ACL ruptured, and the very tenets of my identity came undone.
I was planning to write this postcard about something else, since this topic could make me sound spoiled.
I bought into “brochure” Harvard, and to a large degree, I still do. But to become what the University presents itself as in its advertisements, it must begin to commit to diversity with a multicultural center.