For many returning undergraduate Princeton students, the month of August was the harbinger of good news.
I’ll begin with the most ironic part of this article — that to remind myself to write it, I emailed myself with the title in the subject line.
If the Internet were a physical form, the darkest and slimiest grottos would be home to Reddit. Reddit has compiled and contributed to the world some of the most heinous pictures and comments, including subcommunities called: beatingwomen, jailbait, and most recently TheFappening.
This summer I was helping a rising senior in high school with her college applications. We talked about all sorts of things, from possible essay topics to where she wanted to apply early.
By Joshua Wallace GS I am anew graduate student at the University. I read the 2014 Statement on Graduate Housing with great interestsince the graduate and family housing situation has been very concerning to me.
It was a bright cold day in May, and the clocks were striking 14-and-a-half, as a crowd full of Princeton students, alumni, teachers and relatives filtered into McCosh 50 yesterday to hear the panel “Big Brother is Watching: Is Privacy a Thing of the Past or Can It Be Reclaimed?” moderated by Princeton professor Ed Felten.
The Alumni-Faculty Forums are perhaps the most undervalued part of Reunions. These panel-led discussions capitalize on the wealth of backgrounds and bodies of knowledge that Princetonians bring to the table to discuss some of the most pressing and most intriguing issues we face today.
Princeton tradition defines Reunions. And although female alums are excluded from some of Princeton’s older traditions, the women on campus this weekend have formed their own legacy over the last 40 years.
Let’s clear something up. After Michael Sam became the first openly gay player in the NFL earlier this month, and a video of him getting the news and kissing his boyfriend went viral, there was backlash against what was perceived as a double standard.
Between the raging and revelry, Reunions can also give former University students an opportunity to revisit their academics.
Last week, former Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice decided against speaking at Rutgers University’s commencement ceremony.
We often speak about the importance of thinking outside the Orange Bubble — what about popping it? Our four years at Princeton produce many memories: lunches with friends, late nights in Firestone Library, learning and growing from different extracurricular activities and sports.
Writing this letter took a lot of courage, especially after seeing all of the ad hominem attacks and ridicule directed at Tal Fortgang ‘17 in response to his article in the Princeton Tory.
Recently, Princeton has been the subject of bad press. Our most noted alumni include a First Lady who refuses to come to campus, a controversial senator who may have led a government shutdown and Susan Patton (whom I have no words to describe). To the media and general public, Princeton University is diseased — and not just by bacterial meningitis.
I wanted to remain in denial a little while longer, even though I knew this moment had been coming for quite some time.
Dear Tal Fortgang and the Princeton University Community: Welcome to the fun house world of American mainstream media’s obsession with caricatured versions of campus identity politics.
I sat to write this column, my final in this paper, and drew blank after blank. There is simultaneously so much to say about my time at the University and no good way of saying it.
“Rapists are here! Stop protecting them!” There were a lot of words written on The Surface, an interactive art project for class VIS 439: Art as Interaction where students could write anything on four panels over the past few weeks, but few phrases lasted very long before the next person came along and painted over them.
It’s surprisingly easy nottobe a jerk. All it takes is a shred of self-consciousness and a degree of shame and humility.
Editor’s note: The author of this column was granted anonymity due to the intensely personal nature of the events described. Preface: The brave columnist who wrote on April 30 inspired me to be courageous.
