Vol. XVIII, Issue III

Hello beautiful friends,

Reality check: we’re growing up. Fast. Life at Yale is a relentless torrent of activity and interaction, and it’s easy to forget that time is passing before our eyes. Tax brackets and grown-up heartbreak beckon, and it’s clear to all of us here at the Herald that none of us are kids anymore — as much as we might like to believe.

In our photo essay front this week, Nika Zarazvand, TD ’20, offers such a chance for reflection; her photographs give us a rare opportunity to glimpse a life entirely different from our own. By focusing her lens on boyhood in Iran, she raises complex questions about the gaze of the photographer and the interactions between subject and object, two categories which, in her photographs, are more fluid than ever.

By Nika Zarazvand

The boundary between Yale students and the news cycle is also becoming more tenuous. Vy Tran, BR ’21, writes this week of students whose homes and families have been affected by Hurricanes Harvey, Irma, and José. Just because administrators at Yale send out a mass email every time something bad happens does not mean that these students, many of whom require emotional and financial support, have access to the resources they need.

Elsewhere at Yale, the issue of access is as relevant as always: Tracy Chung, PC ’19, questions the lack of people of color in Yale’s comedy scene, and Lauren Chan, GH ’21, reframes the discussion on the word “feminism” and what it means to different communities of people.

You may or may not be excited about what the rest of the semester has in store, but regardless — we here at the Herald hope that this issue provides you with a much-needed breath of air.

With love,

Emily Ge

Managing Editor

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