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In recent months we have seen, over and over, Black and brown people subjected to terrible treatment by police officers — too often dying at the hands of those tasked with protecting our communities. And too many police departments are solely focused on enforcement actions such as traffic stops, stop-and-frisk, drug arrests, and violent responses to peaceful protesters. All of this goes against what I believe as a public safety professional.
Turning out to vote in an election is an important part of our civic duty (and, evidently, is an area for improvement among University students). Just as important, however, is educating yourself on what is at stake in the upcoming election. This fall, we are voting for more than just the next president; we’re voting for the future of our planet. Under a second Trump term, nobody wins except the oil operators, and even they won’t be spared from the growing effects of climate change.
Growing up in Kansas City, I have had my fair share of encounters with white liberalism. Whether it’s “… but I voted for Obama!” after a questionable remark, or that black box on Instagram that has become symbolic of allyship with Black folk, this superficial opposition to racism manifests itself in many different ways. Regardless of the particular manifestation, such actions make clear that for many liberals, there remains a chasm between proclaiming Black life matters and taking measures that genuinely reflect this statement.
In a recent 45,000-word booklet, His Holiness Pope Francis delivered a critique of modern culture, economics, and politics. The encyclical letter, titled “Fratelli Tutti,” or “All Brothers,” is founded on a call for fraternity in all aspects of life, which the Pope uses to denounce individualism and market capitalism while encouraging global empathy.
Princeton students are constantly planning ahead, and for good reason: society rewards those with foresight. In many ways resume-building hinges on one’s ability to recognize how actions taken today can contribute to a successful tomorrow. Students investigate summer opportunities during fall semester as applications for competitive summer internships are often due months in advance. Undergraduates interested in health professions are encouraged to enroll in classes that cover subjects tested on the MCAT as early as freshman year.
I’m a little more-than-perturbed regarding Princeton University’s recent choice to include “Tiger King” star Carole Baskin in their recently released video asking students to take the “Princeton Promise”: to socially-distance, wear masks, practice acceptable hygiene, and join the fight against COVID-19.
Starting the semester has felt like getting hit by a bullet train. It is easy to be consumed by the mountain load of work that doesn’t seem to stop piling. Several times this past month, I have felt like I was stuck between two huge rocks with no escape.
The official Princeton transcript is not a pretty document, but it gets the job done. There, in 8.5 x 11 inches, I can visualize the entire last three years of my academic life, arrayed in neat lines of 12-point Courier font framed by a loud orange border that belies the intimacy of the words it circumscribes.
Comedy has become a dominant genre in the podcasting field, and one with a low barrier of entry, prompting many actors, comedians, and YouTubers to extend into the industry. The field, according to a Media Monitors Podcast Listener survey, has 23 shows in the Top 100 podcasts, and three in the Top 25. But when comedy transforms — when it combines elements from other fields like politics and cultural commentary to become something more — the parameters which once guided it must change.
There are numbers too big for people to comprehend: at some point, the human brain simply shrugs and says, “It’s a lot.” That’s why we have TikToks translating the net worth of billionaires into grains of rice, data visualization software, graphs and graphics and charts, all neatly packaged to try to clarify exactly how much “a lot” is.
Months ago, in his speech accepting the Democratic nomination, Joe Biden quoted the Irish poet Seamus Heaney. “The longed-for tidal wave of justice can rise up,” Biden told us, “and hope and history rhyme.”
Last April, as the spring semester wound to a close, I wrote a column titled “This isn’t normal,” urging people to give themselves space to process the tumultuous events we had all experienced. Six months later, as we stand halfway through fall semester, the pandemic has only worsened — and yet the University acts as if we’ve all returned to normal.
The other day, I overheard my friend reveal to a family member that her friend had tested positive for coronavirus.
Last week, in a piece for the Washington Examiner, Matthew Wilson ’24 breathlessly opined, “Princeton can’t have it both ways on racism.” In short, Wilson maintains not only that President Christopher L. Eisgruber ’83 is hypocritical in characterizing Princeton as simultaneously racist and anti-racist, but he even declares in no uncertain terms that Princeton is not racist.
TikTok, a popular video-sharing app, was due to disappear from Apple and Android App stores last Sunday, Sept. 27, under President Donald Trump’s executive order. Just hours before midnight, U.S. District Judge Carl Nichols temporarily blocked the ban.
Over the past few months, the University’s long history of systemic racism has become increasingly more visible. Between the changing of the name of the Woodrow Wilson School and Wilson residential college and the Department of Education investigation on racism, the University’s history of racism has made a lot of national headlines.
On Aug. 6, I was one of the people whose life was turned on its head when the University chose to reverse all previous decisions for any in-person classes and resorted to solely online instruction. As a then-member of the Class of 2021 in the School of Architecture who had been guaranteed an in-person spot and a dorm, this drastically changed my future months as I was envisioning them. Ten days, many sleepless nights, and lots of tears and contemplation later, I elected to take a one-year leave of absence, joining the great class of 2022.
As a member of the Class of 2024, I remember spending a great deal of time last year looking at all of the advertised benefits of being a Princeton student. I considered statistics about achievements of the student body and the focus on student life. But as someone who cared a lot about undergraduate focus, one of the main reasons I decided to come here was because of the distinguished faculty who would be teaching me and my peers. The opportunity to learn from leaders of their fields was alluring and, ultimately, convincing.
On Tuesday, Sept. 22, National Voter Registration Day, numerous campaigns sought to register voters across the country. It is clear that a lot is riding on the election in November, as the pandemic still ravages our country, protests against police brutality and systemic racism highlight racial inequality, and the fears of a worsening economic crisis loom large.
I’ve grown to dread finding a Doodle poll in my inbox. I appreciate the thoroughness, but I’d rather not spend my mornings engaging in game theory to figure out how to influence the meeting time in a way that simultaneously allows me to attend and doesn’t add one more 4 a.m. meeting to my calendar.