Friday, Dec. 16, 2016, I sat alone in my dorm room drinking green apple vodka, eating Bear’s Den pizza and staring dejectedly at Michael Scott, begging him to make me smile. Three days later I was doing the same thing, sans alcohol with the addition of some bruises and emotional scarring.
As a woman majoring in systems engineering and hoping to enter the medical profession, a lack of representation of minorities and women is something that has become normal to me.
Leaders at Washington University have engaged in a campaign of disinformation and intimidation to undermine the unionization process, with Provost Holden Thorp as the face of this duplicitous endeavor.
I found out that I had sex while blacked out, and I needed help.
Calls for empathy will go unanswered and largely unfulfilled if we first do not understand the barriers to empathizing with people different from ourselves.
Over the course of the past month, a member of our physics department has taken to the columns of Student Life to opine on the place of diversity and women in physics. His polemic engendered quite the furor, and, in such light, we recognized the need to make clear to the Washington University community and beyond our explicit goals for rectifying the department’s lack of diversity.
How dare Professor Jonathan Katz minimize the very real experiences of my nonwhite or nonmale colleagues who have braved incredible obstacles and curmudgeonly old professors—Katz most certainly included—to come to and thrive at Washington University.
Studies have shown that Jonathan Katz may, in fact, be a steaming pile of trash.
In a few days, J Street U WashU will be hosting an exhibition on campus produced by Breaking the Silence, an Israeli organization led by veteran Israel Defense Force soldiers who work to share their experiences of everyday life in the occupied territories.
I don’t have much of a place commenting on the status of discrimination in the physics department as a student in another department, so I’m not going to do that with this piece.