10 o’clock List: Kenyon’s Finest, Coldest Beans

10 o’clock List: Kenyon’s Finest, Coldest Beans

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Welcome back to Kenyon, where we love to wear corduroy overalls and drink chilled sparkling water. You’re back, baby. Settle in. Stay a while. While we have you here, could I be so bold as to ask you a question? Which……………………………………….bean do you prefer? At the salad bar, I mean. It’s a matter of personal opinion, of course. I couldn’t presume to tell you which bean is best any more than you could tell me that my underground ant farm is unethical. But I’m entitled to my opinion, of course. Hate me or love me by the end of this list, it makes no difference. My heart is in the beans, always has been. Always will be. Continue reading

Petition for AVI Accessibility Reforms

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A Change.org petition has begun with the intention of having Kenyon College Administrators refrain from renewing their contract with AVI unless reforms in accessibility are made. The petition, which already has 87 out of 100 desired signatures, includes personal testimonies from two students, detailing the hardships they’ve been forced to endure during their time at Kenyon. Continue reading

The Friday Mustard

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Hello, hello! The campus is once again bustling with activity. Finals are coming up, and papers are being written, study guides are being crafted. It’s always strange how everyone comes back from break more tired than they were before, isn’t it? Sometimes too much rest is a bad thing, or at least a lonely thing. The campus was resting, too. It was too empty. The classrooms creaked with disuse, the KAC’s glow in the distance seemed dimmer than usual. I’m so glad we’re all back. It’s the Friday Mustard. Continue reading

The Friday Mustard

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Hello, hello. Before you all pack up your rucksacks with mustard memorabilia and flock to the airports, let your old pal Friday say goodbye. It’s going to be a lonely week on campus without you all, that’s for sure. Long, cold nights full of turkey ghosts and old flames coming back to haunt me. Ol’ Mustard has too many demons rattling around his bones. Time to sleep for a while, I suppose. Time to rest. Here’s what’s happening this weekend, mustard-wise! Continue reading