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Recently the University rolled out the second part of the We Speak survey, designed to collect data on the prevalence of and attitudes toward sexual misconduct on Princeton’s campus so that the University can more effectively respond to such cases. As well-intentioned as it is, the survey is not sufficiently randomized to ensure an accurate representation of sexual misconduct on Princeton’s campus. In order to overcome this limitation, the University should introduce a shorter but mandatory sexual misconduct survey.
I am tired of reading New York Times Opinion articles titled some permutation of “The Humanities Are Important.”
This week Western media has been firmly fixed on the Brussels bombings. In her most recent “Prince” column, Sarah Sakha ’18 laments how coverage of the Brussels bombings has completely eclipsed coverage of attacks in Pakistan, Yemen, Turkey, Iraq and Ivory Coast. She writes, “Terrorism may not discriminate based on geographical location, but the mainstream media does.”
The first time I listened to “Work,” I was ridiculously excited. I was happy primarily because its release meant Rihanna’s highly anticipated eighth album was soon to follow. I also enjoyed the Caribbean dancehall style of the single and hoped that the other album tracks would draw on her Bajan roots.
Because I love seeing Broadway shows so much, I find myself shelling out upwards of $16 for a NJ Transit ticket to New York City a couple of times a semester. Round trip that’s more than$30, or roughly $100 a semester after three trips. It adds up.
It’s 2016, and that means there’s a presidential election happening in November. Even at Princeton, notorious for our lack of civic engagement compared to the other Ivy League institutions, the competition for the next President is apparent.
Before John F. Kennedy was a candidate for President, he was an applicant to Princeton. His 1935 application essay was handwritten; it was all of five tepid sentences. Hoping to ramp up some enthusiasm at the end, he concluded, "To be a ‘Princeton Man’ is indeed an enviable distinction."
There’s an unwritten rule about small talk as March tips into April: do not ask seniors about their theses. We retreat into Firestone in sleepless hibernation or hide away in our rooms to write. But I wondered — what happens to the seniors who, due to extenuating personal or familial circumstances, do not finish on time?
When terrorists struck France, Facebook rolled out a filter for profiles pictures of the French flag. When terrorists struck Belgium, the Eiffel Tower, Trevi Fountain and the Burj Khalifa lit up with the Belgian flag’s colors. In the aftermath of both attacks, the media provided ceaseless coverage.
There will never be a World War III— at least, not the way I have imagined it. Some of us may envision an upcoming World War as one that features the drafting of our boys to far-flung Pacific islands or small towns in Europe or Northern Africa. We may even worry that WWIII will mean food rationing, or hope that it would spruce up the U.S. economy the way the second World War did.
I was fortunate enough to do some traveling abroad over spring break, particularly spending time in art museums. As I walked into the room of the Louvre that displays the Mona Lisa, perhaps one of the most famous pieces of artwork in the Western canon, I was struck first not by the painting’s beauty, nor by its famous smile, but instead by the sea of selfie sticks around the painting, all in spite of the Louvre’s ban on selfie sticks inside the museum.
Princeton has one of the oldest, strongest and most connected alumni networks of the world’s higher education institutions, a pleasant reality that we are reminded of every year when we place the second largest annual beer order in the US for our Reunions celebrations. From the hectic and joyous party in June to a lifetime of loyalty and belonging, the status of a Princeton Tiger is a privilege and point of pride that we are endowed with for life. Yet recent circumstances beg the question: is it really a status for life?
For a scientist, it is of crucial importance to secure a patronage either of the state or private sector to carry out research work and possibly to offer the world a new discovery or invention. Without this support, many ideas couldn’t be realized and many scientists would fail. The patronage bears, however, some risk of dependence on sponsors and of implementation for profit or power purposes. In striving for success, the scientist might be also tempted to sidestep the rules of ethical conduct. For this reason, medical doctors are obliged to take Hippocratic Oath and to reveal their conflicts of interest when publishing scientific articles. Other scientists like physicists, biologists, chemists, engineers or historians need not take any oath at all or reveal their conflicts of interest.
My senior year of college has been filled with countless “what ifs.” As my time on this campus began to dwindle, I increasingly worried about everything I had accidentally forgone. Reminiscing with friends about the classes we’ve enjoyed, people whose paths we have crossed and our Princeton experiences as a whole — it becomes difficult not to question our decision-making these past three and a half years. It’s easy to wonder what I could have done differently, or, really, better.
On the night of the Oscars, a user of a community-driven music blog I write for made a “list” (basically a vehicle for driving site-wide discussions) asking his fellow commenters to discuss the fact that Sam Smith had just won the show’s award for Best Original Song. In the thread that followed, one user argued that “if you were going to pander to the LGBT crowd, Lady Gaga would have been a better shot" (Gaga was nominated for “Til It Happens To You,” a song she recorded for “The Hunting Ground,” a film about sexual assault survivors on college campuses). Although this accusation of “pandering” was by no means the most blithely offensive comment made in the list (read the thread if you must), it made me consider its implications. Lady Gaga has undergone a fair bit of scrutiny from the queer community for her involvement with gay rights over the past half-decade or so. What, then, does it mean for a person to be an advocate for the LGBTQA+ community when that advocacy is framed as being a “vehicle for their voice,” standing up loudly for a group of people of whom she may not be a part? In other words, what happens when someone speaks up for a community without the approval of its members?
Editor's Note: This article does not representthe views of the 'Prince'.
It would ask me questions, it would give me answers and it would forgive me for procrastinating.
Everyone I know was thrilled to hear that Princeton Preview, a chance for prospective students to get a taste of the Princeton experience, was once again going to include an overnight stay. For the past two years, the overnight portion has beencancelled in light of a meningitis outbreak in 2014. And while, perhaps, we seem overjoyed that this provides high school seniors a better view of Princeton, most are actually excited because this change means student clubs can host more events to specifically entice prospective students to join them.
Let’s be honest: many of us love the status quo. I hate the status quo, but it sustains me and if you happen to be affiliated with this university, it may also sustain you. This sustenance, however, is no justification for its maintenance.
Editor’s note: The author of this column was granted anonymity due to the intensely personal nature of the events described.