Editor’s note: The author of this column was granted anonymity due to the intensely personal nature of the events described.Most kids left with kisses on the cheek.
This past weekend, I opened up a copy of the Nassau Weekly to find an intriguing piece by Elliott Eglash about the nature of music streaming and its implications on our listening experience.
In the age of the Internet, once-glorified idols fall. In an era of the 24-hour news cycle, formerly upheld individuals are summoned from their hallowed depths of revered obscurity and examined by social analysts, pundits and those random guys in the comment section of Yahoo News.
I don’t usually talk in my columns. I mean, I say things, but you don’t hear my voice. I’m distant — linking and referencing the crap out of every fact.
Chris Harper-Mercer. Vester Lee Flanagan II. Dylann Roof. Aaron Alexis. Adam Lanza. Wade M. Page.
Upon reading a recent article by guest columnist Luis Ramos ’13, in which he recalls his journey from cultural negation to cultural promotion and ultimately urges Princeton students to use their educational equipment to “help dismantle racism and prejudice,” I came away feeling both mildly inspired and mostly skeptical.
Let me just put this out there: I’m not a fan of the eating club system.
We tend to scroll past most images, headlines and stories, skimming the text and glancing at the picture.
National Hispanic Heritage Month, a tradition started in 1988, is celebrated from September 15 to October 15.
This semester I have spent $319.42 on textbooks. The single most expensive of these cost me $129.47, and that’s after Labyrinth Books’ “student discount.” This has always struck me as one of the most ludicrous parts of life at the University and at colleges in general.
One woman, two reporters and a slow news week was the right mix to turn the scandal surrounding Rachel Dolezal, former president of the Spokane, Wash., NAACP, into a national media sensation.You don’t want to hear about her again, and listen, I don’t want to be talking about her three months after we all abandoned her story for newer and shinier outrages.
By Duncan HosieYou may have seen the signs already. From Frist Campus Center to the basement of Little Hall, the campus conservatives associated with a national group called Turning Point USA have put up signs that tout “The greatest social program is a JOB!”I write to offer a different perspective on poverty, social programs and employment.
You’ve probably been walking the past several weeks looking around at our spectacular campus — wonderful buildings and spaces that delineate endeavors and aspirations of a multitude of disciplines and communities — and no doubt have been pinching yourself.
After Pope Francis’s speech to Congress last week, liberals and conservatives alike rushed to claim the mantle of the pontiff’s endorsement for their favorite causes.
I once knew a funny kid who had Friedrich Nietzsche as his Facebook profile picture. (He told me it was all for the mustache.
This past weekend my Facebook news feed blew up with photos of smiling girls in green or white — images from sorority bid day.
On June 17, 2015 during a weekly Bible study at Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charleston, South Carolina, nine black civilians were massacred by a gunman whose intentions were to begin a race war.
I used to think that North Korea jokes were funny. I didn’t bother watching "The Interview," but I definitely had a good laugh at all of the jokes about the country in other media like "Team America: World Police" and the TV show "Archer." Yet, as I found out, what really makes us laugh about those jokes is that they make us uncomfortable, which I found out one day in Beijing this past summer. My friends and I had decided on a whim to go to a Beijing outpost of the North Korean government —a state-owned North Korean restaurant.
My grandmother and I were on the floor, our legs stretched out where the coffee table should go.
