Following last week’sex post facto decision allowing Zach Ogle ’15 to run against incumbent Shawon Jackson ’15 for the office of USG president, the Editorial Board conducted interviews to determine our endorsement position in this upcoming election.After sitting down with both candidates, the Board believes that Shawon Jackson ’15 is the better choice for USG president. Both candidates whom we interviewed showed considerable promise, and this board is ultimately convinced that both are qualified for the position.
In theory, the purpose of problems sets should be to reinforce students’ skills outside of class by application of what was taught in lecture.
I cannot tell you how many times I have heard the phrase, “College is the best four years of your life!” Seeing as I am only a little more than a quarter of the way through college, I can’t really vouch for the truth of this statement.
I worry that we are all too eager to throw away the tradition of the effigies at the urge ofvarious students.Traditions can evolve, but I worry that we are changing tradition at the expense of what the bonfire actually represents. The bonfire has changed from an event to inspire pride in our football team and our school to a social event.
Maybe it’s because I grew up near Washington, D.C., but I naturally assume people are engaged and actively involved in politics because, simply put — Public policy impacts you and everything you do. But, across campus, many students are not engaged in political action to try to solve the problems we face.
Walking outside, one can see the many TV vans that clutter Nassau Street and the reporters —microphones in hand and cameramen in tow —who have invaded campus.
You can hardly say I was raised on football. For me, NFL stands for “National Forensics League” and phrases like “The USS Enterprise Carrier is nearly four football fields long” were more confusing than helpful.
When he walked out on stage, I could hardly have missed him. How could I, when he’s six-foot-six?
I believe that genuineness is a central core of the human condition, and that without it much of what it means to be human is lost — a deeply metaphysical claim for a freshman who doesn’t even really know what metaphysics is.
As I listened to NPR on my way home, one of the students interviewed mentioned the response within the Princeton student community.
In one of my seminars last week, all of the male students happened to leave the classroom during the break while a few women stayed behind.
I’m anti-Semitic. Well, at least, that’s what people were saying.
The Editorial Board strongly supports ongoing efforts to provide students with information about the current cases of infection with theN.
Shout it in the streets. Spam the email inboxes. And, for god's sake, somebody put an article in the 'Prince.' Autumn is coming to an end, we are severely unprepared, and meningitis is coming.
In middle school in England, my friends and I used to entertain ourselves by exchanging overdrawn imitations of the stereotypical American valley girl: “Let’s, like, go to the mall!” “OMG, I like, love, like, that shirt!” Feeling smug, I sniggered and mocked, certain I’d never actually talk that way. So I was horrified a few weeks ago when I relistened to an interview I had done for a journalism assignment and discovered that the word “like” featured in almost every sentence.