A blog about New Haven
A lot of towns are college towns, but few college towns are like New Haven. Townies vs. Gownies. A prestigious, exclusive University surrounded (and supported by) those of us who have the grave misfortune of Not Attending Yale. There is a chasm between us. The Yalies and… the others. Yet should we be enemies? Are … Read more
If you walked by New Haven Green on August 15, you might have seen a lot of emergency vehicles responding to an overdose crisis. You might have seen even more TV journalists and their sweaty camerapersons reporting on this terrible story. However, in their solemn tone, you could tell from the weird grin on their … Read more
Whether or not it feels like it, autumn is coming. And with it, Yalies. Everywhere. Wandering into the streets. Filling coffee shops. Adjusting their rounded glasses. And with them, comes another year of Yale warning them about the very, very dangerous areas of New Haven. (Or as we call it, “off campus.”) But anybody can … Read more
The city of New Haven contains any number of fascinating, strange buildings. Many of them owned by the monolithic Yale University. And because of that, many of them are impenetrable fortresses: sealed from the outside, and available only to those with privilege and Yale ID’s. For many years, I remember walking by Rudolph Hall (the … Read more
After living in New Haven for 20 years, I can confirm that this is the greatest city in America (and possibly the world). That’s right. You can keep your grubby New York and your smoggy Los Angeles, your Chi-towns and your Big Easies. I know for a fact that New Haven has them all beat. … Read more
One of the reasons I love New Haven is its diversity. Not only is New Haven the most representative example of America, but we have literally every kind of weirdo you can imagine. Elbow-patched Yalies? Oh yeah. Punk rock townies? Absolutely. Publicly intoxicated drunks rambling about the government? Definitely. Unlike New York City, where they shovel … Read more
No one hates Yalies more than me. Some of my earliest memories in New Haven involve waiting for the Art Museum to open at Atticus and being subjected to the pretentious political opinions of naive Yale freshman. I would ask myself, how is it possible to be this unaware and attend this prestigious Institution of … Read more
Do you know what today is, Dear Reader? Of course you do! It’s my Birthday! Which I don’t have to cancel this year because America is dumb. So I’ve decided I’m actually going to enjoy myself this year and celebrate a little, and you know what I really want to celebrate? How much I love … Read more
First of all, let me say that I am by no means an expert in New Haven. But it turns out that any idiot can start up a blog and just start typing so here we are. Together. I’ve been in New Haven for about six and a half years and in that time, I’ve … Read more
