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The Decline of Marshall Mathers

To my parents’ horror, I discovered Eminem at age twelve when my uncle gave me a copy of Encore for my birthday. I was enchanted; I loved the tenderness of ‘Mockingbird’ and the humor of ‘Puke,’ and the unbridled rage and violence that riddled the album were more visceral and real than any emotions I had ever heard in music.

by Aron Wander on December 5, 2013December 8, 2013

Mischief Managed

Spoiler alert: Harry doesn’t die. He probably should, but he doesn’t, and there’s not really much we can do about it. The day the seventh book came out, my friend and I sat in the bathroom of our bunk at camp and read the entire thing.

by Aron Wander on April 12, 2014April 13, 2014

My Tenure For A Tweet

After being disinvited from a panel on campus about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, Associate Professor Max Weiss wrote in The Daily Princetonian, “Princeton must remain a place where open debate and academic exchange is encouraged and allowed to flourish, even on the most controversial issues.” It would be a lot easier to take him at his word had he not just convened a panel on academic freedom the week before, to which he invited zero dissenting voices.

by Aron Wander on October 18, 2014October 19, 2014

Jewish Wisdom

Love, lust and etsah in the bubble.

by Aron Wander, Joshua Leifer on February 21, 2015February 22, 2015

Grandkid Cudi

The following is a blow-by-blow of my impressions of the songs on the album, with some comments from my step-grandmother, who admits that she is a Kid Cudi neophyte.

by Aron Wander on April 19, 2014April 27, 2014

Play It Again, Sam

They are the prophets of unwanted gaiety, the minstrels of midnight madness—they are the piano players of Frist, and I hereby appoint myself their public defense.

by Aron Wander on March 8, 2014March 8, 2014

If I Have Been Honest

It has only been for lack of trying anything else.

by Aron Wander on November 14, 2014November 16, 2014

Nom de Guerre

My father chose the name and my mother chose the spelling. My father—for the High Priest Aaron of the Israelites, Moses’ fallible brother who leads the priestly order of Levites but is forever tainted by his participation in the building of the profane Golden Calf.

by Aron Wander on November 14, 2014November 16, 2014

This is what I’ll remember about being a kid:

huddling under the covers and knowing

that if an elbow or toe peeked out,

whatever passing gods there were

would steal it before midnight…

by Aron Wander on August 11, 2015August 11, 2015

We Could Be Heroes

The legend in question began with a Lego figure of Anakin Skywalker. When your family doesn’t use electricity on the Jewish Sabbath, there is not much to do. You play Risk. You play monopoly. You play Magic: The Gathering. Most of the time, though, you play Lego.

by Aron Wander on October 11, 2014October 13, 2014

Keeping Up with the Kashrut-ians

Exodus chapter 34, verse 26: “Thou shalt not boil a kid in his mother’s milk.” Some 5,000 (or 2,000, depending on who you think wrote the Torah) years ago, God told the Jewish people not to mix milk and meat. … Read More

by Aron Wander on March 30, 2014March 30, 2014

During Fire Drills

my teachers wore the same face they did

on 9/11.

by Aron Wander on February 28, 2015February 28, 2015


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