Ever since The Point was founded twelve years ago by graduate students on a university campus in Chicago, it has faced in two directions at once.
With The Aesthetics of Resistance, Weiss was attempting something rare in the history of the form: a novel that marries vanguard politics and avant-garde aesthetics.
Last summer, my grandfather mailed me a copy of the erotic novel he had written in his basement, where he also has a ping-pong table and a collection of suspiciously acquired Mexican pots.
In 2019, fifty or so parents were found to have bribed administrators and coaches to have their children accepted to colleges around the country.
Why is college, which is supposed to be empowering and a gateway to an open future, experienced by so many as a source of shame and powerlessness?
It was March of 1994, my freshman year in college. I was attending North Carolina Central University, a historically Black university in Durham, when I received news that rocked me to my very core.
General education programs, more than anything one can find in a school’s promotional literature, tell the actual story of what an institution thinks a college education is ultimately about.
We mastered the physical layout, the power structure and the logistical workings of the university, which had increasingly become an exploiter of our labor. Expected to keep our heads in the clouds traversing intellectual landscapes, instead we got busy mapping our surroundings.
Santos’s popularity at Yale tells us something about the contemporary university, an institution not only structured so as to produce Santos’s class, but also to promote it with the sort of devotion that I, as a philosophy professor, can only look upon with a mixture of envy and despair.
The sociological function of elite colleges in non-ideal America will always be to produce an unfairly privileged elite. The only question is what it means to do this well.
No symposium about what college is for would be complete without the perspectives of those for whom the question is most immediate: college students.
This essay is a preview of our forthcoming print issue, which features the symposium “What is college for?”
No symposium about what college is for would be complete without the perspectives of those for whom the question is most immediate: college students.
There’s a cabin in the hills up above Malibu belonging to a Hollywood friend of mine, where I go when I get in the mood […]
In the early years of our century I ran across the name of Stuart Hall, though I don’t remember where. I came to him by a circuitous path involving politics and theory but which, as I would eventually learn from him, was also a project of self-examination.
The story of Said’s life as well as his work is one of him learning to turn the experience of being unsettled into the one place where he could find himself.
Janet Cheatham Bell was accustomed to living alone. Her 83 years hang lightly on her face, which she attributes to the fact of her independence.
