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...writing instructor at the College since 1997, Jehn has served as interim director of the program—which oversees the Expository Writing program, the only required course at Harvard—since former Director Nancy Sommers stepped down in the summer...
...minutes per 24 hours. Budding musicians and aspiring journalists will set up camp in Williamsburg or at NYU housing, hoping to work up enough hipster cred to create a cleverly named tumblr that people might actually read. Finally, there is the PBHA wunderkind-turned-activist. These heroes of the summer score public-service fellowships that allow them to live in the city for three months and devote time and energy to the type of things that make the world a better place...
...Whether it’s for the summer or forever, the magnetic pull to New York City—like that exerted on energetic bugs by a sophisticated flame—has long been undeniable. But an undercurrent of dissent is beginning to appear, as the collapse of the financial market has thrown some of the pitfalls of this high lifestyle into high relief for young people. There is, believe it or not, life outside of New York City. And, although it might be different, it’s probably not as terrible as you think...
...roommate that summer in New York had gone to college in the city and was then writing for a lesbian magazine. She spoke often about the importance of queer journalism; she wrote, she said, for “that lesbian in Wisconsin”—the heartland-dweller who relies on New York publications as her outlets and sources of information. Remembering that these people exist outside of the city is crucial: For this young journalist, the battle was halfway won. But why didn’t she pack her bags and try living in Milwaukee or Madison...
...spent the summer after my freshman year working as a researcher-writer for Let’s Go Publications. Alone, I worked my way through much of Mexico by foot, bus, truck, raft, and horse. Although I witnessed extreme poverty and occasional street violence, not once did I feel as if my life was in constant jeopardy. This past fall, in Creel, Mexico, 14 innocent civilians were gunned down in open daylight on a street I used to stroll on often past midnight. Their deaths were a casualty of the intense war between drug cartels, community law enforcement, and federal...