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Opinion

Calculated Risk: Tufts Students Talk Finance

Throughout our young adult lives, financial markets have been in a tumultuous state. As high school students in 2008, we saw the collapse of our overextended, highly-leveraged financial system, an event that had irreparable damages for our country as well as the global economy. The financial crisis of 2008 has brought about a host of increasingly more precarious and intricate problems for our global financial system. This summer, a highly partisan U.S. Congress irresponsibly engineered one of the most precipitous point drops in the history of our stock market, essentially evaporating the modest gains investors have made since 2008. In addition to these partisan debates and the downgrading of our country’s debt, the global financial system has been further pummeled by its exposure to the sovereign debt crises of Europe, which have caused foreign investors to seek safer markets, further contributing to the continent’s crisis of confidence.

Opinion

Climbing the Hill: A New Look at Tufts’ Old Reputation

I can’t speak for other people, but the reason I applied to Tufts wasn’t because I didn’t consider myself “Ivy-leave” caliber.  First of all, I didn’t want to deal with the boiling levels of competition that tend to characterize student life at Harvard or Yale. Not to mention the high rate of suicide at Cornell with its notorious “death bridge.” The academic atmosphere at Tufts is stimulating and challenging, but it isn’t absurdly competitive or backstabbing. I have never felt like I’ve had to fight tooth and nail to get a leg up on my classmates; instead, I just learn.

Opinion

Tweet Like It’s Your Job

This past summer, I was introducing myself to someone at a networking event, and after saying my name she asked “Will Vaughan as in @willvaughan on Twitter”? I stood there, mouth slightly agape and eyes wide before mumbling some sort of affirmative reply. For the first time that I can remember (outside of family friends who squeeze my cheek and reminisce over how tiny I was the last time they saw me), someone knew who I was before I met her in person. While it’s always been a conceited fantasy of mine for this to happen when meeting someone new, I had never really expected someone to know me from Twitter. Who knew people were actually reading the beautiful bits of prose I’ve scattered across the web?

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