This piece offers a satirical look into Columbia’s club culture. It is intended as a satire and constitutes a work of fiction. The piece was inspired by a similar commentary from the writer’s high school newspaper, The Musket.
Imagine Caesar Flickerman swiping you into Faculty House.
We have a deep connection to the Hunger Games here and an even deeper connection to our campus buildings.
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fried. Well, less fried actually, considering the fact that Dunkin’ Donuts is set to close 100 stores across the United States this year. Guess we’ll just have to rely on the hundreds of other coffee locations in New York City for our […]
Mud-slinging in the freshman ESC race escalates in the class of 2016 Facebook group, but is resolved courteously. Bwog thinks the candidates should go at it Gladiator style, but perhaps that’s better saved for housing. Even more gratuitous gossipy screenshots below.
New York was a state with 29 Congressional districts, which brought peace and prosperity to its citizens. On Monday, the 22nd and 9th were obliterated. It was all part of redistricting, a process that redraws the borders of Congressional districts every 10 years based on population changes and politics. Since New York lost population from […]
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