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Nikki Usher
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Making Diplomas Modern
I’m more than happy to type Harvard under the education section of my resume. But when it comes to specifying
Breaking the Curse, Chicago Style
CHICAGO—They’re saying hell will freeze over if it happens, but Chicago is hoping it will. A Red Sox-Cubs World Series
The Long and the Short of It
Walking through the Yard is a great chance to see people I haven’t seen all summer long. Except when they
Caring For Our Future
My friends who have left the Harvard womb and actually have jobs are pretty much all aspiring yuppies now, at
Confessions of a Former Yankee
During the early days of September 1999, my first few days in Cambridge, the Red Sox and the Yankees were
Aztec Emperor ‘Richard’ Begins Mainstage Reign
The Aztec temple, bongo drum and headdresses made of pheasant feathers do not immediately bring Shakespeare to mind. But in
Powerful Words
After writing her 610-page indictment of the American government for ignoring instances of genocide around the world, Lecturer Samantha J.
Just Moderates
There was a walkout yesterday at12:30, and I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. Throngs of peaceniks were rallying
The Real World of MTV
Die-hard Justin Timberlake fans should abandon any plot to finagle their way onto the set of Total Request Live. Last
The GOP Goes Gargantuan
The buzz word is “reorganization,” but the creation of the Department of Homeland Security is actually an expansion of the
In Search of a Marathon Tailgate That Never Was
An e-mail, sent last Sunday night by the senior class officers, promised a BYOB-style cheerfest and a concentration of only-seen-at-The-Game-style
Watching, not Making, Harvard History
Although I proudly wear a pin that declares, “Friends Don’t Let Friends Vote Democrat,” and I fervently support free market
26.2 Miles From Hopkinton to Boston
More concerned about her carbohydrate intake than her schoolwork, Miriam R. Asnes '02 worries that Passover observation has interfered with
Folk Implosion
In good old American-Gothic kind of families, a new child was welcomed into the family with a quilt. Mom needlepointed
Miss Julie in the Ex
"My souls," said August Strindberg, referring to his characters in the preface to 1888's Miss Julie, "are conglomerates of past
