Dear Readers, Hello! We’re so happy to see you all. It’s been a whole week but you still smell exactly the same and you look only marginally worse. We open our pages to you—you lovely readers who support the little … Read More
Dear Readers,
How pleased we are to have you! Come, come. Feel our warm, papery embrace. It is cozy in here, whether you use our pages for pleasure, insulation, or as toilet paper.
A couple of days ago—I’m sure you remember; it was only a couple of days ago, just work with me here—I sat down to skim the rest of a Faulkner short story in the three-and-a-half minutes I had before lecture, when I was interrupted by the music you were playing. Can we talk about that for a sec?
1. The popular Dirty Southern rap term “Crunk” has it’s origin in the early 1960s. Jewish pharmacist’s would ask young men “bist du krank?” or “are you sick?” when they purchased a dozen bottles of cough syrup. Presumably, the young … Read More
Dear Reader, How’s our day going? Actually not that great, now that you ask. We’re still pretty hurt that you never wrote in to our how-was-*The Life of Pi*-not-a-hoax essay contest, and that hundred bucks is burning a whale of … Read More
Feast your eyes, ears, and nerve tendrils on Volume 32, Issue 1 of the _Nassau Weekly_. The new Editorial Board is thrilled to take the reins of the paper. We hope to forge a connection with our readers not unlike … Read More
Allies, Enemies, and Non-Combatants, It is with great fanfare and pleasure that we bring you this, the third issue of our tenure as Editors-in-Chief. This week you’ll find a portrait of former Senator Majority Leader Bill Frist ’74, an analysis … Read More
Dear Readers, Have you stopped to think about the biblical roots of idiocy? The disciples really were the prototypes for the moron in front of you at the supermarket who takes so long to write a check that you can … Read More