I was Chandra’s roommate in political science grad school in the 1990s and she was a hilarious demolisher of the myriad varieties of nonsense which that entailed.
We used to try to crack each other up during what seemed like endless meandering classes, and although I could never quite get to her, I’ll never forget the time she rolled up her sleeve, subtly rotated her forearm, and looked at me pointedly to make sure I understood her implication, i.e., “this lecture is so boring I’m going to slit my wrists.”
I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard or so long, and even though this was a course I was supposed to be TAing, I eventually had to leave the lecture hall…
She was one of my favorite people in the world. It’s hard to imagine her being gone.
Pete Furia