
Cate Burtner
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Jan 13, 2025 |
stanforddaily.com | Cate Burtner
In her column “Brutal Monsters,” Cate Burtner ’25 offers commentary on the literature of mental illness. “She fangirls about her husband for 300 pages.” — The person who recommended this book to me.
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Nov 20, 2024 |
stanforddaily.com | Cate Burtner
The year 1993 was big. The cult classic “Dazed and Confused” hit theaters while University President Jonathan Levin ’94 was in his junior year at Stanford. The Internet, video streaming and even DVDs did not yet exist at that time, he pointed out in an introduction to Sunday’s FLiCKS screening. Sunday’s “Presidential FLiCKS” marked a stark contrast to that era of limited technology as students gathered in the modern CEMEX auditorium for a screening of “Dazed and Confused,” selected by Levin.
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Nov 19, 2024 |
stanforddaily.com | Cate Burtner
Hasan Minhaj’s comedy has long been about displaying introspective content in fresh forms. From his work on “The Daily Show” to “Patriot Act,” he has aimed to inform audiences about current issues, not without doing some light damage to the reputations of various figures and corporations. In the past, he has been successful. But after a New Yorker article fact-checked his comedy and blemished a mostly spotless career, his jokes have shifted perspective.
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Nov 13, 2024 |
stanforddaily.com | Cate Burtner
In her column “Brutal Monsters,” Cate Burtner ’25 offers commentary on the literature of mental illness. I have always thought the term ‘sad girl poetry’ was condescending. ‘Sad’ feels overly simplistic. ‘Girl’ is infantilizing and sure, technically anything can be ‘poetry’ if you hit the return key enough times. I’m only human: the genre makes me think of Rupi Kaur and Gabbie Hanna for their Notes app-esque verse. I think of trendy aesthetics prioritized over emotional depth.
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Nov 4, 2024 |
stanforddaily.com | Cate Burtner
Editor’s Note: This story is a piece of fiction, meaning that all characters and events are purely from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. We get to the venue at six in the morning and sit outside in lawn chairs for a chance to get into the house. Doomsday Manor, they call it. And this year, the name feels apt. Odds are, one of the six of us will get in. (This year, we are dressed as the characters from Shrek. I am Donkey).
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