A dreamer, gazing at the stars: Would you go to the moon?
European: I wouldn’t even go to fucking Wyoming.
Overheard on a Friday eve
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On Being Selfish
A Nass writer tries their hardest to beat or maybe just to live with Peter Singer’s selfishness argument.
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A Memento of Nintendo
When one thinks of a ‘game,’ hears its notes playing and effects sounding, Like a pot smashing or a brick bashing, When one smells a game, The cellophane of a case, or the rubber of an analog stick, When one touches it, feeling that red cap, that blazing helmet, that fluffy puff of pink, So…
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What’s Under That Rock? Full Design
We’re writing poetry, watching Dune, and having problematic relationships with moms. Take a look. Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!
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Where are all the dogs?
“I have been very quiet this past month, save for when I call mother and we talk about things like where all the dogs are.”
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Freshman year she called, crying
Freshman year she called, crying We’ll never know what it was or how it came to be. She never showed the signs on her stomach and the signs she wore long on her face were those of the boy hands always drawing on her. Move miles away, we told her, across the rivers and mountains,…
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Jenny McPhee Is Diabolical
A Nass editor gets dinner with Jenny McPhee and talks growing up, teaching, and translating the Pope
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Nasshole Freakly: Full Design
This week, like most weeks, the Nass looks inward. Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!
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Dishwashing Ethnography
The Nass turns its anthropological gaze to the more-than-human: this time, a dishwasher
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