On the night of October 11, I found myself in an ironic moment of sorts. I was sitting in Olin doing some preliminary research for my eight-page Biology of Women paper (Topic: Evaluating studies that claim a gay man’s brain is similar to that of a straight female’s) when I saw a girl run into the common room and shout, “HAPPY NATIONAL COMING OUT DAY!”
A group of (mostly female) Wesleyan students ran in following the shout, spread themselves amongst the long Olin tables, and initiated a kiss-in. Students from the third and second floors came rushing to their windows to watch. Most of us broke into applause and hooted during the celebratory moment.
The kiss-in was only a small part of that night, wherein the steps in front of Olin and Usdan were chalked.
After the event, someone created this sheet that I happily obliged to pass around. John Hancocks of the fucked. Sunday nights at Olin. ‘Nough said.
stop assuming everyone’s genders.
stop assuming everyone’s genders.
even if it was dumb, that logic is like saying one poorly written book discredits the novel as a genre.
even if it was dumb, that logic is like saying one poorly written book discredits the novel as a genre.
That graffiti was over the line. Honestly. That proved how dumb chalking is.
That graffiti was over the line. Honestly. That proved how dumb chalking is.
Didn’t this happen like two weeks ago? I guess I should be glad that it showed up at all, but still.
Didn’t this happen like two weeks ago? I guess I should be glad that it showed up at all, but still.