At some point I need to admit to myself that there are so many articles about music I can get published before people start getting annoyed at me. I'm no music critic; I'm not even an upstart music industry/related field major - I'm just an upstart politics student whose entire conception of life is framed … Continue reading DAMN., Goddamn.
Note: At the time that I am writing this, I have hit about 1600 words. To retain my sanity and to keep some sort of end in sight, I'm going to keep my deeper analyses limited to Hamilton and Burr (and even within those constraints I am forced to limit myself: these characters are so layered and complex I … Continue reading How Hamilton ruined my life
First published in the Northeastern University Political Review Photo by John Francis Peters for the New York Times Compton, California has birthed its fair share of artists who have gone on to make a mark in the rap and hip hop industry, but it’s Dr. Dre’s protege, Kendrick Lamar who has taken the industry by … Continue reading From K-Dot to Kunta: the New Fate of Kendrick Lamar
LONDON - The recent departure of Zayn Malik from the world-renowned boy band One Direction has left swaths of people - adolescent girls and grown men alike - distraught and confused. News that One Direction will continue as a 4-piece band has done little to alleviate the worries and concerns weighing down these bereft masses, … Continue reading BREAKING: Masses take to streets as distraught world struggles to come to terms with self
There are a few words I use to identify myself if asked. Some of them are quite obvious - Pakistani and Muslim, the standard fare - and some of them to do with my personality - a passionate person and a lover of the color pink - but beyond those, there's one other term that … Continue reading Nerdfighter confessions
So yesterday, we got some last minute good news. That good news was promptly followed by what is possibly the best beginning to a school year in the history of school. Jason Silva, a film-maker, a TV presenter, a futurist and performance philosopher, had been in Dubai for a few days. He's been such an inspiration to us all for a long time that, you know, the possibility of him being in the same city as us was kinda...kinda ridiculous in itself. On a whim, my English teacher emailed him saying what an absolute pleasure it would be for us if he passed by our school at some point in his trip. It was a pretty long shot but the fact that Jason even considered it given his busy schedule was exciting enough, but the fact that at exactly 3:21pm, on the 4th of September, I received an email from my English teacher in supersized font practically screaming through the computer screen that JASON SILVA WAS ACTUALLY GOING TO VISIT OUR SCHOOL- Yeah. I still can't wrap my head around it, let alone talk about it with a fraction of the eloquence with which Jason indulged our intellectual fantasies. It was just amazing. This video is one of his many incredible snippets of inspiration that have - you know, fittingly - inspired me and some of the most brilliant people I know to be on the warpath for daily intellectual immersion. And the best part was how absolutely humble Jason was. Throughout the whole thing, he seemed as enthralled as we were. That's something. Hell, I got my little commonplace book signed by him! And I got a hug! I won't lie, I was unashamedly squealing, but so was everyone else. When he first walked through the door, I'm not joking, my heart actually stopped for a little while. Someone we've only seen in videos, someone who has brought tears to my eyes and made me actually sob with the sheer passion of his words, his awe-inspiring honesty, in the flesh, before me, talking to me, making eye-contact with me, freaking hugging me! I'm not the only one who feels this way. The hashtag #jasonsilvawinchester is littered with people who were as overwhelmed as I was. The head rush of intellectual ecstasy is still so mind-boggling, 12 hours after his entrance into our school, and the fact that it was lovingly instigated by such a genuinely good human being makes it even better. I wish this man - who encouraged us to keep in touch with him and patiently, even happily, entertained all our fangirling - all the luck in the world, and all the popularity that his work demands and deserves. One day, I will meet him again, and I will have made something of myself. We all will. And until that day, I have fond memories, hastily jotted notes, a couple of autographs, pictures, a hashtag, and the ghost of possibly the best hug I will ever receive to keep me going. Here's to you, Jason. Thank you for everything.
Do we honestly find it so easy, as a society, to forgive people like Chris Brown simply because he's a celebrity? Or is there something deeper, a misogynistic tendency embedded deep within a society that has grown to deem it acceptable? Let me answer that: it's both. We live in the kind of mass culture … Continue reading Not all things are meant to be forgiven and forgotten