Letters to the Editor
In the midst of our arguing, finger pointing and defending ourselves all we have truly learned is to be prejudice to some, dismiss the concerns of others and essentially marginalize ...
A Letter to Mike Whaley on “Bystander Intervention”
[This letter was originally written as an email directly to Michael Whaley, in response to his email on February 26, 2015 entitled "This week". It is published as I originally ...
“Bunk Kits” and the Next “Bad Batch”: How to Make Wesleyan Safer
As demonstrated by the events of the past few days, unsafe recreational drugs occasionally make their way into the hands of Wesleyan students. The primary responses of the Wesleyan administration ...
Echoes of an Overdose
1993: I first met Jarrett Seals, my freshman roommate at Wesleyan (Butterfield A when it was the last dorm on campus with shared hall phones), in typical fashion. Moving a ...
Blame It On Bush
While I was saddened to hear about the drug overdose event taking place last week at my alma mater, I cannot say that I am entirely surprised. And while I ...
May Justice Prevail!
I, for one, am glad that the fraternity brothers of Wesleyan are finally standing up for themselves legally. We need to see more of disadvantaged groups like Delta Kappa Epsilon ...
Blame the Drug War, not MDMA, for the Ecstasy Tragedy
The hospitalization of many Wesleyan students due to taking "ecstasy" pills is a tragedy. As a founder of Wesleyan Students For Sensible Drug Policy back in 1999 and a lifelong ...
Apartheid and Genocide in the Middle East
You are going to hear a lot in the coming weeks. You are going to hear that Israel is an apartheid state, and you will likely hear it accused of ...
Open Letter to President Roth
Dear Michael, I hasten to stand aside for Wesleyan’s geared-up walking sandwich board of “a gauche” clichés. Of thee I sing; you’re off to the races: “All around the country ...
If It Wasn’t Sexual Assault, Does It Not Matter?
It wasn't sexual assault. Never at any point did I feel unsafe with him. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me—he was sober, had been relatively nice to me earlier, and ...
