The Massachusetts Institute of Technology has released a new survey about sexual assault at the university, and it makes us feel all sorts of things: the now-familiar depression and rage, of course, but also, somewhere deep down, a tiny, unfamiliar tendril of tentative optimism.

If you blinked at all, even for a second yesterday, you may have missed a doozy of a story that Forbes ran and very quickly deleted. Which is a shame, since the headline was "Drunk Female Guests Are the Gravest Threat to Fraternities," and the only thing more hilariously evil than much of the piece that followed was…

A woman fell from a third story window during a frat party at MIT on Sunday and now the school is banning large fraternity and sorority parties — again.

Are you an Olivia Pope or a River Song? Should you live in Tokyo or London? In what historical period do you belong? Is the speed of technological change destabilizing our sense of self and fundamentally altering what it means to be human? Bet there's an Internet quiz that can tell you!

One of the MIT students behind the non-hilarious idea to "prank" rival schools by giving homeless people clothing festooned with enemy logos (because get it? Poor people are worthless, just like USC) has had a change of heart and written a self-flagellating apology that's just about as sorry-sounding as an apology can…

Well, here's some serious bullshit in the form of college kid "shenanigans." Hobojacket, a website where you can donate jackets from rival schools to homeless people, was started by MIT students Jin Pan and Cathie Yun one night as a joke. You see, Pan loves to josh with his friends about one day getting rich and…

Yes, it feels nice when people "like" your accomplishments/drunk status updates/sandwich photos on Facebook. Sometimes it feels nicer than we'd care to admit. Now, Melissa Kit Chow has devised a way to literally substitute real affection for that virtual attention from people you haven't seen since elementary school.…

Ketchup never seems to want to come out of its bottle. It's an age-old problem that many people claim to have solved. ("Hit the '57' on the bottle three times with the heel of your hand!" "Stick a knife up in there!" "Use a squeeze bottle!") But now a smarty-pants at MIT seems to have fixed the problem once and for…

Nerds may be able to let their freak flags fly in the protected confines of the MIT campus, but the same can't necessarily be said for the real world. That's why the school has wisely been offering something called "Charm School" for its students. CBS Sunday Morning went inside this elective day of classes that covers…

What did you do with your college acceptance letters that you no doubt received at the tardy age of 18? Frame them? How utterly terrestrial of you. 16-year-old Erin King, answering the challenge to "hack" the cardboard tube that MIT sealed her Early Action admission letter in, sent it to near-space on a balloon,…

At MIT, efforts to recruit and retain female faculty have produced big gains. But now women face another obstacle: the perception that the school's trying too hard to help them.

Long before Karen Owen created her world-captivating Fuck List for Duke's female sexual consumers, two sexually liberated women created the "Consumer Guide to MIT Men." It was modern, sophisticated...and kinda nasty.

Says an MIT researcher: "People are more likely to identify a designer handbag as authentic if the individual carrying it wears expensive clothes or has a certain aura that says rich person." [Bloomberg]

Personas, part of the Metropath(ologies) art installation on display at the MIT Museum, generates a visualization of a person's online identity. We entered a few famous names to see if the internet knows something about them that we don't.

Have you heard the one about the crazyhair Hawaiian who went to Boston Logan Airport with a bunch of play-doh in her hands and a bomby-looking thing strapped to her hoodie that she said was just an art project but then she turned out to be totally smart enough to make an actual bomb? Yeah, we weren't sure what to make…