Sexual assault is unique among cases requiring on-campus discipline. The physical evidence in these cases rapidly deteriorates or is completely unavailable, and often the only witnesses are the victim and the guilty party. Such a dynamic makes it difficult to meet the current standard, since it is hard to accumulate enough evidence to meet the high burden of proof. This likely has the effect of discouraging students from pursuing claims of sexual assault in front of the Committee on Discipline because they feel that they will not be able to prove their cases.
In many ways, the University’s moves toward diversity are more reactionary than progressive. Instead of being as inclusive and representative of the population as possible, diversity on campus seems to target specific groups deemed important. As the categorization of different groups as marginalized changes in the public conscience, the University scrambles to demonstrate inclusion of that group.
With no exception, students and faculty participating in these three events were overwhelmed by her grace, her gentle sense of humor, her persistent interest in the students’ aspirations and her encouragement for them to serve the world. She exuded wisdom, humanity and love of life. She was my inspiration and mentor. I loved her and shall miss her wisdom and gentle encouragements.
I realized the enormous weight of America’s future that had always been looming over the shoulders of our generation. But contrary to my father’s claims, the burden of reaching racial harmony is not just for blacks; it is shared by Latinos, by Asians, by whites, by both minorities and majorities and by us all as we continue to define what it might mean to be American in the 21st century.
“Class Council will provide a full refund” read the expected email I received the next afternoon, along with the 39 other forgotten freshmen, whose days of preparation, weeks of anticipation and hours of travel culminated in a spectacular view, from the pier, on a clear, New Jersey night, of our class cruise setting sail for the New York harbor.
The board understands the great difficulty that the Department of Computer Science must go through to provide these well-administered courses to so many students. However, we believe that even if COS 217 and COS 226 are to become no-P/D/F/ courses, the P/D/F option should at least remain for COS 126.
Plenty of other people talk about how they spend hours procrastinating and not accomplishing anything, but meticulously finish math homework nearly a full week ahead of schedule. It has almost become a competition. The person who does it all — goes to parties, has a billion extracurricular activities, goes on Imgur and YouTube 24/7, and still gets perfect grades — wins. This facade of nonchalance is what we deem “cool,” even though actual nonchalance is at odds with academic achievement.
Just days earlier, I was forced to reject an internship offer because, due to University policy, I could not receive academic credit for it. My heart sank as I read an email that stated that the company of interest could not offer me a position if I did not receive academic credit for my work — “otherwise we would hire you as an intern in a heartbeat,” they said.
I encourage you — in whatever arena of campus life you feel it — to fervently hate the problems with that aspect of Princeton so that you can usher in a better Princeton down the road. Let your hate be motivated ultimately by an abiding love for Princeton that drives you to make it the best place it can be.
When I first came to Princeton, my mother showered me with the routine barrage of advice, ranging from remembering to get a decent amount of sleep to cleaning my room before I had a precept of dust bunnies under my desk. However, one piece of advice stuck out to me as particularly strange. “Lauren,” she told me, after perusing Princeton’s web-based materials, “promise me: Whatever you do, don’t write for The Daily Princetonian.”
I often tell the story of how a club I helped found commissioned me to put together a logo, which I did at 2 a.m. one random morning. That became the official symbol of the group, and it stuck, and now it is on all of our folders and stickers and pencils and posters. I like to say that after hundreds of hours working on my thesis and thousands of hours devoted to theater on campus, the only thing that will outlive me here is an early morning creation with MS Paint. And though I like this story, I don’t think it’s true at all — that’s not all I’ve left here.
I began the fall semester as an engineer, but I soon switched to A.B. and promptly set my eyes on joining the Wilson School. However, the more I thought about what major I wanted to choose and which classes I wanted to and needed to take, the more I realized that choosing WWS is a risky path to follow, especially for those of us who really don’t have any idea what we truly want to major in. Now that admission to the department is non-selective, it becomes even more important that prospective social science majors truly think about why they are choosing to join the Wilson School.