The McBain residence hall is known for a number of astonishing qualities: beautiful views of Manhattan a disgusting ventilation shaft, a grandiose history (Meghan McCain – for real!?), and a sophisticated cultured exciting bat shit crazy party scene. If by bat shit crazy you mean tinged with the faint scent of desperation. There’s no doubt […]

In the time we’ve shared here at Columbia with our dear PrezBo, it’s become increasingly clear that he’s not the most, uh, accessible campus figure—unless you’re stalking him online or in class. But for most of us laypeople, PrezBo has remained a man of many mysteries, shrouded by evasively worded emails, exclusive garden parties rife with sparkling […]