When I left high school this past June, it was in shambles. Amid teachers being put on administrative leave for voicing their opinions and a head of school unwilling to address the Israel-Hamas war, one...
It’s 2 a.m. on a Friday evening, and I stand outside Campus North Residential Commons with two friends. We need to get back to Woodlawn. It’s a 20-minute walk, it’s cold, it’s dark. It’s a trek...
I was heartened to read the Maroon’s coverage of Professor Ben Zhao. His project, Glaze, employs developments in AI to both hinder and attack the ability of image models to recognize and catalog faces....
I don’t know much about sororities. A friend in Pi Phi has told me about group songs and voting traditions and a brother getting kicked off a boat at formal. I’ve seen the aesthetic instagram accounts...
When I first set foot on campus, I collected club brochures like pastry selections at a lavish breakfast buffet—I wanted a little bit of everything. After the social appetizers and academic entrees,...
Browsing the Reynolds Club posters, one can’t ignore Divest UChicago, UChicago Against Displacement (UCAD), and Students for Justice in Palestine’s (SJP) work to put UChicago Board of Trustees’ funding...
Former Maroon managing editor Michael McClure reflects on how being diagnosed with autism affected his college experience and his career as a student journalist.
My goal for this quarter? Stop trying to play it cool.
I can’t lie; I am always instinctively flattered when the occasional person tells me that they think I’m cool. I myself often use that adjective...
In the year 4000, an explorer trudged through the swamp-choked asphalt runs that feed into Lake Michigan. In the southern reaches, a complex of dark, weathered stone burst from the mangrove thickets. Cracked...
This year, on the first night of Saturday Night Meal Swipes, I got so confused by the Grubhub app that I gave up and ate scraps off of a friend’s takeaway box. But finding determination through my hunger,...
