Maybe I just go to Peirce in the off-hours, but I’ve noticed a pattern when walking down Chase Ave to get my meals. There’s never anyone else out in the evening, regardless of the weather. Where is everyone?Continue reading
“He dug up stones, he chopped off hair,
During the student’s time of prayer
He begged at every provost’s door,
To let him stay at Dartmouth more”Continue reading
In this week’s issue of the Thrill, Kenyon’s oldest and most reputable investigative journal, I delve into the goings-on (or lack thereof) at Weaver Cottage this strange semester. Is anyone using it? Is someone living there? Can I live there? Can you live there? Is a goblin living there?Continue reading
Welcome back to the Thrill: Kenyon’s Top Investigative Journal. Tonight, I put my sleuth shoes back on to find out who’s in charge of the music at Wiggin Street Coffee.Continue reading
Oh, you know the song. Anna Sun isn’t only the beloved Sociology professor at Kenyon College, but the name of a chart-topping hit with a melody you can’t shake. When you were home for weeks at a time whether it be Thanksgiving or Spring break, you mentioned/humble-bragged to your friends from home while you were coasting that the song they were blasting is actually based on that tiny speck of land you call your college. Did you know Anna Sun is based on Kenyon? Yeah, the lead singer went there. Yeah I’m the coolest person you know.
We decided to investigate one step further, push the envelope if you will. We listened to the earth-shattering lyrics over and over, desperate to find the clear references to the ‘bier.
Fire-crackers in the east my car parked south: Ok he’s obviously talking about dear South Lot 2, lovingly known as the ends of the earth.