The Borders of Fulton Street

Many mornings, Fulton Street feels like the ultimate border crossing station. You move without a physical passport, but always with permission of those around you who also share and add character to the space. This permission is your visa. At once, you are part of the story and the transition.

Every morning, on my way to my favorite coffee spot, I pass by a mosque with a healthy community coming in and out of its doors. On evenings when the wind blows in the right direction, we can hear the call to prayer from our living room, faintly through the now bare trees. There is also always a group of people talking and sometimes shouting outside Bergen Bagels on Waverly and Fulton. There’s a mental healthcare facility on the same corner, where a number of disable veterans gather before and after their appointments. Some are haunting by the ghosts of their time at war, and their glances take in much more than their immediate environment. It’s hard not to feel something squeezing sharply around your heart.

Sometimes these different groups interact, sometimes they pass by each other with little more than a nod. But they are all there, witnessing the same scenes I do every day.


And there are definitely moments where it is easier, and others when it is harder. In the context of the recent student protests, I like so many others have been included in some very challenging conversations about race and access to basic rights. We hosted a salon yesterday that was open, allowing us to examine so many of the specific issues and questions our friends had about race, their own immigrant backgrounds, and what our role was in shaping society. We considered how we, in each of our bodies and the histories tagged on us by those bodies, could move through our neighborhoods and work places. We stumbled through our questions, those points where experience limited our understanding of perspective, and crept forward, learning and asking questions and offering feedback.

I was reminded of a scene that happens somewhat often on Fulton Street in the mornings. There is a disable veteran, confined to a wheelchair, who arrives and departs from Fulton on the bus. Near the corner where his bus leaves, there is a deli with a cashier who “looks Middle Eastern*.” Some days, this man moves his wheelchair as close as he can to the step outside the Deli and yells with the strangled breathe of someone who has lost so much. The sound is quiet, but the words are like knives when you can hear them properly. The stair prevents this man from reaching the cashier, but each time he knocks the stair with his wheelchair, you can hear the determination in his voice to one day reach this “enemy” he has identified for himself.  [*This is an oversimplification, but this seems to be how the veteran identified him, based on the things he yells through the door at the cashier.]

It is frightening. I feel for the cashier as much as I feel for the veteran. Both of their pain is visible on their faces and the strained voice of the veteran. And I asked our group, what is our role in this? How does one act? Or do we keep to ourselves, outside these spaces and stay in our own small corners of the city?

It reminded me of the structure my friend, now an Army Ranger, has described within his first year of basic training. So many of our troops come from families where there realistically weren’t many other options. And often, returning from war did not mean better opportunities or support.

We talked, briefly, about underserved veterans and mental health… and the experience of going abroad to war, to a defined “enemy,” and then returning home to see people who had fled violence and had come to resettle into a new country… who looked like the communities these troops were fighting in another context. And here was a perfect scene describing Brooklyn, this city at the borders of the world… and the challenges that come with that.

I didn’t leave with answers, but, as always, I intend to keep exploring.

The Yale Student Protests: Closer to Primary Sources In Chronological Order

Because it’s worth it to go back to the primary sources, not just the (sometimes poorly researched) editorials.

I started this reading list for myself, and a handful of friends, who were trying to learn as much as possible about the different perspectives presented during these protests.

Disclaimer: I am not here to offer my opinions, but to provide the audience with a wider range of sources that you may see in editorials. I do, however, offer some context in introducing each piece. I am disappointed with the cherry picking of research in a lot of the coverage I’ve seen so far. This is my attempt to offer more background and evidence to those who want to dig deeper than editorials.


This was the email that students receive every year from the IAC regarding their approach to Halloween costumes. It encourages students to think critically and take responsibility for their halloween costumes.

This is the email about Halloween by Erika Christakis that sparked some of the initial conversations on campus about the role of the university in “policing halloween costumes,” protecting “freedom of speech” and several other issues that turned into heated discussions in several corners of campus. I suggest reading the full copy, rather than the quotes pulled out of context for several publications online.

The order of events in the first week of protests, as presented by a current student.

The University offered it’s first response to two separate incidents. First, the Christakis Halloween Costume Discussion and second, the “white girls only” party complaint against SAE:

This is the statement issued by the President of Yale Peter Salovey regarding their commitment to a “better Yale,” sent to students on November 6, 2015.

This was the statement sent by Dean of Yale College Jonathan Holloway on November 6, 2015.

When you read the list of demands presented by students in DOWN and at the march to President Salovey’s house, please note that their concerns extend far beyond these two initial incidents. The demands address larger structural problems.

The Students Organized:

During the early days of the media attention on campus, I kept asking current students for a better sense of what was going on. I was presented with this article describing the demands from the community at DOWN magazine (a Yale student publication) as it stands on November 11, 2015. Down is the publication that was forwarded by way by several different student groups when I inquired about the best places to find reliable coverage. This publication has been working to gather student opinions and stories about their experiences at Yale and their reasons for challenging the Christakis’s emails and structural inequality at Yale.

A new week of events kicks off…

More than 1000 students gathered on campus to support the student organizers and their peers on November 10, 2015.

This was the poster circulating on Yale’s campus about the event. I found this copy of the image on the Facebook event page for this event.

The next day, students filled Battell Chapel for Teach-Ins, which has space for 1,100 people, and ended up turning away people at the door because even the aisles were packed. This particular Teach-In was called “A Moment of Crisis: Race at Yale Teach-In” and was intended to offer students from all different backgrounds perspective and history on the student protests taking place on campus. President Salovey and Yale College Dean Holloway both attended the event.

Finally, the students marched to President Salovey’s house on November 12, 2015 and presented their list of demands at 11:50pm. This is the final list of their demands, as presented that evening.

In response to the viral video and other media that has been used to infantilize the protestors:

First and foremost, this is what the protest at Yale looked like. Language on their banners read: We are Loved. We are here to stay. The corresponding response on my newsfeed for days from other Yale Alumni was confirmation: You are Loved. We support you.

This is not the image of hostility and aggression portrayed by many of the articles claiming to understand the tone of the student protests. A video clip of a student screaming at Professor Christakis went viral and, unfortunately, was used to set the tone for so many of the articles that came out covering the events on campus.

A Resolution is reached:

Updated on November 17: President Salovey addressed Yale and the alumni network with his response. He is increasing funding to all four cultural houses, improving training to talk about diversity for students and Yale’s staff (professors and administrators), improving financial aid for low income students, providing mental health providers through the cultural houses (to provide mental health professionals versed in more of the background their students are coming from), and investing further resources into programs like ethnicity, race and migration that offer academic opportunities outside the traditional “Canon.”

Because people have been asking, as of November 18, 2015, the University has confirmed its support for Master Christakis in his appointment to Silliman College.

Alumni offered their perspectives throughout the last few weeks:

One alum offered some perspective through this piece: “The Yale Student Protests Are Campus PC Wars At Their Best.”

This is another piece on the broader context of the protests by an alum. It is particularly powerful and going viral through the Yale alumni network that appears regularly in my facebook newsfeed (11/11/2015). The Yale Daily News also followed up with several members of the alumni to gather and present their reactions.

Also available on my Medium page.