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...often, though, fans seem to descend into unwarranted personal attacks. At their best, these jibes may get a few chuckles despite their immaturity and arrogance; at their worst, they cross into the territory of hate and prejudice...
...when computer science students worked late at night—often using terminals in the Science Center—because the systems worked much faster at night when there was less traffic. As many as 60 people could be sharing a system at once...
...tissues. Chemists collaborate with biologists to unlock the remarkable chemistry used by microbes to degrade environmental toxins. And computer scientists collaborate with structural biologists to harness the properties of biological macromolecules to re-imagine the computer chip. So why is it that the experience of interdisciplinarity is far too often delayed until the late stages of an undergraduate career? The traditional wisdom at colleges across the country is that understanding the productive interface between scientific disciplines first requires full tool boxes from each of the fields, tool boxes that are packed during the freshman and sophomore years. Then...
Introducing undergraduates to an interdisciplinary perspective on science is often positioned as antagonistic to delving deeply into the concepts and methods of individual fields, which perhaps explains why the latter so often precedes the former in traditional curricula. This antagonism is a fallacy, and is one that threatens to narrow the pipeline of students engaged in science as we delay their exposure to the way so many scientists operate today. In 2004, colleagues from all the life-science departments got together to address this and other challenges related to the teaching of science at Harvard. The outcome...
...days when the work upon my back has weighed like the world upon Atlas, the façade of Widener Library, looming closer with each step, has often seemed to be opening its palatial, ravenous jaws to swallow me whole for untold hours. Other days, particularly in winter when the icy wind rips through Tercentenary Theater and Widener’s windows exude a warm, promising glow, walking into the library is like entering a warm embrace. Whether monstrous or motherly, it is this fickle-tempered friend that has nonetheless been a constant presence in my four years at Harvard...