Karl Barth and the tip jar at a U. of C. coffee shop.
Tag: University of Chicago
“I’m really sorry, but I’m going to give a lecture today . . .”
James Redfield’s back-to-school comments: “Students do complain a lot when we don’t tell them what it is that we know.”
Does the Christian Right really take the Bible literally?
How the Christian Right reads the Bible
A different kind of farewell letter
What a departing U. of C. faculty member will and won’t miss
Aldo Abreu
Born in Caracas, the son of a harpsichordist who founded one of the first Baroque ensembles in Latin America, Aldo Abreu didn’t take up the recorder until his early teens. He liked its dulcet, hollow sound, but realized that most people didn’t consider it a serious instrument: it was too simple and old-fashioned, a folk […]
In Print: Danny Lyon’s Outlaw days
Somewhere on the 5400 block of South Woodlawn, there’s a first-floor apartment that may retain a message from 30 years ago. A young photographer concealed his signature on top of a door for posterity, and if it hasn’t been painted over, you might still read the line: “Danny Lyon made ‘The Bikeriders’ here.” Lyon’s 1968 […]
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Here’s something you don’t see in America very often: Shakespeare that makes sense. Directors Curt Columbus and Gavin Witt jam 28 University of Chicago students and 18 neighborhood kids into a rollickingly hip, unashamedly rough-edged, and wondrously clear A Midsummer Night’s Dream, performed under the stars in the Reynolds Club courtyard. They update the play […]
The Plot to Destroy North Kenwood
That’s probably an overstatement. But Mary Bordelon isn’t taking any chances.
More Than Words Can Say
The Language of Gestures, as Translated by U. of C. Psycholinguist David McNeill
Here Lies the World’s First Nuke
After producing the first atomic chain reaction at the University of Chicago in 1942, it was buried in Red Gate Woods near 95th and Archer. May it rest in peace.
“What kind of paper is this, anyway?”
Questions we’ve heard over and over in the last year.
A report from Chicago campuses: The student movement just isn’t the same.
The closest I ever came to participating in an anti-war protest, or a protest of any kind, for that matter, was an afternoon I spent standing at the entrance to my high school with about fifty other students. Some of us were holding signs, and were were all very quiet, since we were having a […]