Enter the anecdote
Sometimes a good anecdote — a critical analysis of a narrative — can reveal information that quantitative data cannot.
Sometimes a good anecdote — a critical analysis of a narrative — can reveal information that quantitative data cannot.
More deeply than simply asking what classes one should take, one ought to ask oneself: What kind of intellectual model do I want for my four years of intellectual training here? What kind of tools do I want to give myself to educate myself after Princeton?
A name gives a sense of what a place looks like, but it can never paint a true picture of the friends and family who make a place home. Even though I count Windsor as my hometown, the longer I stay at Princeton, the more Princeton’s community usurps that “home” feeling.
Let me be the first to acknowledge that I have no special qualifications for dispensing advice. My only source of credibility is that I tried a healthy dose of new things at Princeton; I endured a more-than-incidental number of failures; and, at final tally, I wouldn’t trade the triumphs or the setbacks. Simply put: If I had to do it all over again, I’d do it all over again. So without further ado, to the Class of 2014 and to classes beyond, here’s one recent alumnus’s recipe for navigating Old Nassau.
Unless you are willing to drag your bike to Dodge-Osborn in Wilson (the only dorm building that has a bike rack protected from the elements) whenever inclement weather occurs, you pretty much have no choice but to leave your bike outside, leaving it to be rained, snowed or sleeted upon. In late October, less than two months after we return to campus, bikes are already showing signs of wear and tear from being exposed to rain.
Despite the Editorial Board’s concerns over the implementation of the policy and disappointment that this change was instituted so abruptly and with such minimal student input, the board believes that the new policy has the potential to improve the safety of on-campus drinking while not detracting from the ability of RCAs to form positive relationships with students in their colleges.
Privilege affords the time for self-examination but also offers the option not to bother. Try to bother. To do so, you will need to step outside the Orange Bubble, to learn about and then grapple with strongly worded, publicly voiced opinions that simultaneously threaten and seek to improve the age you are now in and what you may want from the three ages to come.
The exit of Dean of the College Nancy Malkiel next year marks the end of a transformative era in Princeton’s history.
Although emergency prevention by curbing high-risk drinking is critical to protecting our students, it cannot come at the expense of critical emergency response — that is, a clear communication line between students and RCAs.
It’s that time of year when the hordes descend on Labyrinth, stacks of packages swallow the mailroom in Frist and textbook purchases burn holes in our wallets. Congress, however, hopes that Section 133 of the Higher Education Opportunity Act of 2008 will change the latter.
Unlike at Princeton, most American universities assume — quite reasonably — that students should be given more credit for being in a classroom more often.
The reality of how close the real world was getting became downright unsettling, and it’s been most of what I’ve thought about and talked about since I’ve been back on campus.
Is our generation ready for a world in which the free flow of information allows independently generated content to replace rather than supplement media provided by more traditional institutions?
David Brooks is definitely right to think that there’s a certain chilling effect among lawyers who want to become federal judges... Nominees since Robert Bork have routinely claimed — with extreme implausibility — that they really don’t know how they would rule on so controversial an issue as Roe v. Wade.
On most visits home from school, I haven’t really felt the same way I used to about Linwood. Sure, home is home, and nothing beats my mom’s cooking. But when I drove around town during spring break, the community felt strangely alien to me.