The Feelings Master
Feelings Master
Geography - Second Place, Wallace Prize for Fiction
Linda Greenhouse pulled a thick white packet out of her black leather bag. It was a recent Supreme Court decision, and for nearly thirty years, she had made cases like this one matter to millions of readers.
I’m sitting inside a tank with David Muenzer ’09. Above me, I can see the opening to the gun turret, but when I peer out the fine grate above my head, no war zone stretches before my eyes. Rather, we are in the center of a large empty room on the second floor of the Yale sculpture building at 36 Edgewood Avenue, where Muenzer, a senior art major, is currently housing his...
He was not attractive. We did not care. “He looks like a turtle,” said my friend Sara. “And I love him.”
On a dark night in July 2008, a group of gang members from New Haven’s Hill district piled into three cars and drove downtown. Tensions with a gang from a neighboring district had escalated in the preceding two weeks, and the violence was beginning to claim innocent bystanders such as Antoinette Joyner, 54, who died after being hit by a stray bullet on June 29. Carrying...
As I entered the Environmental Science Center of the Yale Peabody Museum, I couldn’t help but notice the tidiness. The ESC is a beautiful building with clean lines. There is barely any dust or grime — except, I found, in a special basement room. There, a tank of beetles devours the flesh of animal carcasses, preparing the bones for their spotless museum tenure.
Breathe turquoise to cure your arthritis, orange to alleviate your pain. Inhale green to strengthen your nerves, and blue to bolster your life force. Sniff pink to smooth away wrinkles. These strategies are guaranteed to work, according to the 1977 book Health, Youth and Beauty Through Color Breathing. Co-authored by a diminutive modeling school instructor named Yvonne,...
After a special trip to see He’s Just Not That Into You on opening night, your Girl Guides decide that male Yale needs its own edition of the self-help book on which that sure-to-be blockbuster is based. Let’s reflect: Are you reeling in the girls? Are you reeling in even one girl? Are you more pathetic than that guy vomiting outside Toad’s? Probably. Because all your...
At the Grove Street Cemetery, final resting place of historical figures such as Eli Whitney and Noah Webster, the grass must be cut, and the graves must be tended. Only one man has done this for the last 32 years.
Twice daily the bells ring out across Yale’s gracious quads. Sometimes credited to electronic recordings, the melodies are actually played by live members of the Guild of Carillonneurs. Here’s a look inside their gothic tower.