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Complacent Valley

This is not what a Stanford education is supposed to look like, I remember thinking. It was only my third week at the University when my entire freshman dorm had marched off to the annual Fall Career Fair held in White Plaza. I wandered through its rows aimlessly, unsure of what I, without a single grade on my transcript, was meant to offer the nicely dressed recruiters, waiting eagerly for me behind their well decorated booths. The thought of my summer internship or first job had barely crossed my mind; as for me, school had just barely begun.

Inside the Stanford Marriage Pact

What the fuck did we just do? Sophia Sterling-Angus ’19 remembered thinking to herself, staring at the numbers on her laptop screen last fall. 13 hours prior, she and Liam McGregor ’20 sent a survey called “The Stanford Marriage Pact” to around ten Stanford email lists and group chats. Around a hundred questions poked shamelessly at students’ intimate values, ranging from “How kinky do you like your sex?” to “Are you comfortable with your child being gay?”