365 days ago I dropped everything and moved to LA to pursue my dreams, now what? The rain pelted us and our wafer-thin plastic ponchos as Justin Trudeau stressed the importance of bipartisanship and environmental concerns from the center of Yankee stadium. I leapt up from my seat with the…

Clicktivism is having a renaissance — In the early 2010s, in the wake of the Moldovan parliamentary election protests and Occupy Wall Street, digital observers coined the term “clicktivism” in an effort to delegitimize cyberactivism. Malcolm Gladwell even went so far as to assert that clicktivism (or slacktivism as it is more pejoratively known) lacks “discipline…

If a tree falls in a forest, and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? — Self-isolating due to the growing concerns about the current Covid-19 outbreak has led some to pick up a new hobby, try their most ambitious baking project, or catch up on their watch lists. …

It was one of the most upsetting documentaries I’ve ever seen, and not just because of the heinous crimes. This article contains spoilers. The spectacle of the grotesque and good old-fashioned shock-value have been the bedrock of true crime documentaries, and as this decade comes to a close Netflix’s limited…

Seeing is believing. Seeing is understanding. When I asked my mom if she would take the train with me from Washington D.C. to Los Angeles when I moved to California for grad school, I had no real expectations that it would actually happen. Taking the train cross-country was just another…

Digital media has spawned a pervasive, elusive performance that’s dangerous to Black culture — They say that “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” an idea that posits that emulation is rooted in a subconscious desire to be someone else and is done in good faith. While the first may be true, when dealing with imitation of culture or the self, the motivations become…

You’ve worked for it, no matter what that boomer tells you. While I was at my on-campus job my first year of grad school, I decided to disregard the Geneva Convention and commit a crime against humanity by asking my friends what their plans were for postgraduate life. I only…

My internal struggles of celebrating a country that doesn’t celebrate me When I was a kid, the Fourth of July was my absolute nightmare. I dreaded it with every fiber of my being and each year my anxiety around it got worse because I was terrified of loud noises. I…

I asked the same twenty-three questions to a group of people with varying racial, ethnic, and economic backgrounds, and the overlap and chasms in between answers help illuminate and further scramble our perceptions of what race has become. Seven months ago I asked a group of my friends to come…