Waging War

After a fashionable downtown restaurant closes, workers claim unfair treatment and pay.

Nineteen-year-old Anna Aranda knew the price of almost everything in Mario’s Discount Furniture after her month of working there. For eleven hours a day, seven days a week, she rang up purchases and wrote them down. 50” plasmas? $1099. Astoria couches? A steal at $1400. But the one price tag that Aranda will never forget, and the store’s biggest discount of all, was the one attached to herself: “They didn’t pay me,” she says. “Nothing. Not even commissions.” Aranda, a petite woman with a straight-at-you. . . Read more
Jessica Cole
Bathing Mrs. Wolfson

Opponents of looser hospice regulations say they’ll mean the end of good care for those nearing death.

A statue outside Connecticut Hospice of an elderly man, surrounded by family. Susan Wolfson had not had a bath in almost a month. A broken right arm—combined with large tumor masses in her abdomen that were obstructing her intestine, and one in particular that was pressing on the nerves to her right leg, causing her intense pain—meant that a bath was an almost insurmountable task. And for Susan Wolfson, that’s saying something. Mrs. Wolfson was a lawyer known for getting things done. She began practicing. . . Read more
Katie Falloon
No Book, Feeling Blue

Yale College’s beloved Blue Book will be discontinued.

On the train back from Bulldog Days, the whirlwind weekend tour of Yale for admitted students, one of my high school classmates pulled a thick blue book out of her bag to leaf through. Wide-eyed, I asked what it was. “Yale’s course book,” she said. “I think this might make my decision for me.” I was given to poring over Yale’s promotional materials, so I knew the school offered over two thousand classes, more than 75 majors, and was basically a nerd’s heaven on earth.. . . Read more
Victoria Sanchez