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Recently, USG presidential candidate David Esterlit wrote a letter, to the editor of this paper, to be shared with the Princeton community. In this piece, he suggested that he would be especially equipped to pressure the administration to rectify injustices perpetrated constantly against the most disadvantaged among us. While correct about the University’s indifference to his prospective position and the need for sweeping change, Esterlit inadvertently demonstrated why he is precisely the wrong messenger for this less than instructive newsflash.
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Last month in Hong Kong, a policeman fired a close-range shot into a protestor’s gut. That same day, protestors set a 57-year-old man on fire after an altercation. Another police officer was suspended from the force after driving a motorbike through a crowd of protestors. In early October, Apple CEO Tim Cook pulled HKmap.live from the App Store after it was reported by mostly state-run media in China that the app was being used by protestors to target individual police.
“I'm having such a hard time finding friends on this campus I'm considering switching to a different school.”
“Hundreds turn out for gun control protest at Frist.”
My name is David Esterlit ’21, and I am running for USG president. I began my freshman year at Princeton in the fall of 2014, and I was introduced to USG for the first time. That year’s winter election was a three-way race between Ella Cheng ’16, William Gansa ’17, and Molly Stoneman ’16. The “joke” candidate, Gansa, ran on a platform of waffle fries, ripe fruit (hand-ripened by Gansa himself), and wonderfully vague “bike reform.” Gansa beat out Cheng in the preliminary elections by 44 percent to 32 percent; Stoneman came in last with 24 percent. Later, Cheng won the runoff against Gansa, with 1,984 votes to Gansa’s 1,126. Of the undergraduate student body, 59 percent turned out to vote.
I loved Triangle Club from the moment I saw them diss Yale during Princeton Preview, and I’ve been there for every frosh-week, fall, and spring show during my two years here. Indeed, when the Shark Ghosts made a reprise appearance in this year’s frosh-week show, “23&Me,” I was delighted.
This is the fourth installment to a series of articles I have published in The Daily Princetonian that attempts to shine a light on the gender gap in Princeton’s faculty and the causes for this gap. Princeton’s reports on gender equity in hiring have acknowledged this problem and even proposed solutions, but actual implementation has been scattered.
The House of Representatives is carrying out an impeachment inquiry against the President of the United States. The House Intelligence Committee has heard testimony from numerous witnesses, including State Department officials, U.S. intelligence community members, and ambassadors appointed by the President himself.
As I near the end of my undergraduate career, I have some advice to pass on to other students: make meaningful friendships with people who share your values and (at least some) interests, explore classes outside your comfort zone, and apply for cool Princeton funding opportunities that allow you to go abroad.
With a groundswell of activism igniting climate change protests all over the world, it seemed inevitable that the Fossil Fuel Divestment campaign in Princeton would roar back to life — and it has, propelled by the release of the IPCC’s 2018 report, which asserts that we must reach global carbon neutrality by mid-century, and the rise Greta Thunberg.
The Washington Post recently published an article entitled “The problem with ‘OK, boomer,’” in which author Holly Scott argues that historically, using generational divides to gain solidarity for change distracts in important ways from the real issues at hand. Scott points out how the youth activism of the ’60s ran into largely insurmountable obstacles, as the media focused more on generational tensions emphasized by the activism than the real divides against which the activists wished to fight. The real divides in the ’60s, Scott claims, were about power — “who had it and who did not.”
For the last few weeks, I’ve been watching my friends in tech and finance find out what they’ll be doing next year. From jobs at Amazon and Google to the Boston Consulting Group and McKinsey, they’re preparing themselves to be scattered across the country. Meanwhile, I sit and wait for my fellowship results to crawl into my inbox, anywhere between March and May. The wait is horrible, and I feel like a failure in the interim.
Claire Wayner, a fellow columnist, recently argued that we should bring back some of the features from Tigerbook in its original form. In brief, she argued that the benefits of having access to Tigerbook significantly outweighed concerns about the platform, and that the University ought to consider reinstating Tigerbook in its original form — and even add a few new features.
Fire safety inspections are an inconvenient but critical reality on college campuses. Just one person committing a serious violation — for example, removing the proper signage on “means of egress” — could put the lives of all of a building’s occupants in danger.
I write to solicit nominations for the Pyne Prize, the highest general distinction the University confers upon an undergraduate, which will be awarded on Alumni Day, Saturday, Feb. 22, 2020.
To the Princeton administration, faculty, and student body:
Recently, The Daily Princetonian interviewed Cami Anderson, the CEO of ThirdWay, an organization supposedly dedicated to a progressive redesign of discipline in schools, such that the most marginalized might be less disadvantaged by a system that emphasizes punishment over instruction. Insofar as it is true, this is a commendable project. But as those jaded enough to recognize the ominous character of a CEO in such close proximity to anything education-related might expect, the organization is perhaps less benevolent than its primary spokesperson would have us believe.
This semester I have been writing a series of articles calling attention to gender inequality among Princeton’s faculty and the various factors that cause that disparity — while those contributing circumstances are noteworthy, the lack of action within the University should be scrutinized. Princeton, as a self-proclaimed “first-class” institution, should lead educational institutions in gender equality, not lag behind. Yet Princeton is not unique — the culture of academia perpetuates the dismissal of female work.
About a month ago, the popular Facebook group Tiger Confessions shut down. Its moderator, who went by the alias Ty Ger, did not offer any public announcement; most of the group’s 5,000+ members just woke up to see a blank page when they tried to scroll through the group, as many did on a daily basis. A lot of students expressed sadness at the group’s closure, almost a year after its creation.
Many of us here may not make the time to journal. As hardworking students who “got into Princeton,” the idea of leaving time and effort to write down a journal entry every night might sound absurd. When there is a paper due at 8 a.m. the next morning, being told to reflect upon your deepest fears is just not going to have much appeal. But after the past few months of keeping a journal, I’ve learned that those 20 minutes of writing can teach you more about yourself than any assignment ever could.