In defense of the public sphere
A couple weeks ago, I got a survey about student group selectivity from a “working group” formed by the “Student Organization Advisory Committee and Undergraduate Student Government (USG).”
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A couple weeks ago, I got a survey about student group selectivity from a “working group” formed by the “Student Organization Advisory Committee and Undergraduate Student Government (USG).”
Aaron Sorkin is on the record in favor of plagiarism, so I am going to plagiarize him without worrying about it too much.
There’s a tweet from Professor Robert George that has been stuck in my head ever since I read it. It was posted right after President Christopher Eisgruber ’83 had first said that he didn’t think Princeton’s rigorous academics were to blame for the mental health crisis on campus. George chimed in on Twitter to agree. The real problem, George suggested, was “careerism.”
Imagine some Eisgruber-shaped phantom came to you and offered you a deal. If you correctly identify which student at Princeton best embodies the phrase “in the nation’s service and the service of humanity” you will get some indispensable Princeton prize, like the right to disappear the electric scooter that almost bowled you over.
It’s less than ideal that I’m writing this. As a non-disabled person, I hesitate to speak (or write) for the disabled community. I can’t help but feel as though I am perpetuating a long, problematic history of non-disabled people calling the shots, and, in doing so, drowning out disabled voices that could represent such issues more accurately. It’s a tradition I don’t care to carry on.
For a fleeting moment in the middle of 2020, the flu pandemic of 1918 was relevant once again.
There are two versions of Princeton, and consequently two versions of The Daily Princetonian.
In The Daily Princetonian newsroom, there’s a common, if jocular, refrain: “It’s just newspaper club.” It’s meant to serve as an affirmation: a reminder to keep things in perspective during challenging moments and to remember that we are first and foremost a community of college students.
I recently sat down with Robert Durkee ’69, a former top editor at The Daily Princetonian who went on to serve as an administrator in Nassau Hall for 47 years. As the Editor-in-Chief of the ‘Prince’ in 1968, he was working on a bit of a different show than I currently am — and the community that the paper served was a bit different as well.
As Princeton’s paper of record, The Daily Princetonian plays an important role in the creation and maintenance of the queer archive on campus. Unfortunately, given a history of violence toward and attempted erasure of the LGBTQ+ community, the archive of queer existence on this campus and beyond is often remarkably thin and marred by a lack of empathy for its subjects.
On Oct. 18, 1933, The Daily Princetonian reported on the arrival of a new guest to campus: Albert Einstein. Six years before the outbreak of World War II, Einstein and his wife fled persecution in Nazi Germany, arriving to Princeton in secret on the night of Oct. 17. Einstein went on to become one of the inaugural faculty members at the Institute for Advanced Study.
In thinking about the role The Daily Princetonian ought to play on Princeton’s campus, I’ve been considering what it means to build trust — on the level of an individual, a group, and an entire community.
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We, the leadership of The Daily Princetonian, are disappointed in the Princeton Open Campus Coalition (POCC) and The Princeton Tory’s decision not to facilitate access to this evening’s event for ‘Prince’ reporters.
As a first-year, I sat in precept, struggling to concentrate. I hadn’t been feeling well that day, but I dragged myself to class. I knew how painful it would be to try and catch up on missed work later. Just that past week, my roommate, who suffers from chronic migraines, forced herself to go to class, only to leave to throw up in a gutter. Another friend had stationed himself in Firestone Library for the past 10 hours — and hadn’t even left to eat.
My heart pounded as I hit publish. And with one click, many months of work from two brave reporters, the previous editor-in-chief, and myself had come to an end.
The Daily Princetonian’s coverage hasn't always thrilled every University constituent. From our February investigation of allegations against a professor to the many opinions on divestment, our coverage is often critical. That's part of our role. We cover events and people as they are, and we hold institutions of power to account. We’ve both criticized and praised as we seek to make our campus — and the world it impacts — a more equal and inclusive place. First and foremost, we are accountable to our readers and to the truth they deserve.
In her final letter for the spring semester, editor-in-chief Emma Treadway sends a note of encouragement. She asks, “As future leaders who are working to better the world, what is all that work without empathy and a respect for ourselves and the people we serve?”
Editor’s Note: This piece includes references to suicide that some readers may find distressing.
I always felt like I took up too much space.