The intense frenzy surrounding the new, blink-and-you-missed-it-because-the-girls-have-been-lined-up-since-dawn…
The intense frenzy surrounding the new, blink-and-you-missed-it-because-the-girls-have-been-lined-up-since-dawn…
Sylvan Esso, the electro-fuzzed joint project of formerly-indie-folk artists Amelia Meath and Nicholas Sanborn, put…
I’ve actually heard from someone who was a grad student basically teaching the class for a famous professor that the quality of education at ivies is *worse* at the top schools, because professors are too focused on labs/publishing/staying famous.
Spoken like a true legacy kid. I’m sure you had good qualifications; that doesn’t mean that all of your fellow legacies did. Your last paragraph is dead-on for the admissions part, but you’re ignoring that a huge amount of poor kids drop out of ivies not because they can’t keep up academically, but because they feel…
I’m increasingly convinced that knowing the right people is the only way anyone gets ahead in the US. We are not a meritocracy.
Good on Cornelius for actually showing up to class though!
Let’s be realistic, I doubt his daughter is used to having to work for anything and thinks Daddy is how she gets everywhere and everything.
I mean, I feel like it can go either way. Some rich kids probably love the leg up and and some probably hate that they always have to wonder if their accomplishments resulted from their working hard or from their parents’ money/influence.
I doubt she feels bad. I’ve known people like her - benefiting in life thanks to family money/influence - and there is no shame in the fact that they didn’t “earn” that admission to an Ivy or that coveted internship at daddy’s golf buddy’s firm.
Except that’s how her life has always been, and always will be. It doesn’t bother her because why would it? She’s gotten everything because of Dad.
Ha! Try the experience of realizing that the scholarship that allows you to attend a certain school is endowed by the family of one of your classmates. So you are a XXX Scholar, but Cornelius XXX is sitting next to you in class. Awk-ward.
This kind of reporting on the Sony hacks I’m interested in, not a bitchy rundown of Amy Pascal’s grooming products.
I always enjoyed meeting people at my school and casually wondering “hm, I wonder how they got in here”
At the London Review of Books blog, Deborah Friedell brings our attention to the genteel, transactional correspondenc…
Dr. Ashton: master of surprise pregnancy shade.
Alcohol, being young and feeling invincible (won't happen to me), heat of the moment. All factors that contribute to condomless sex.