Letters to the Editor: April 7, 2009
Modern intellectual elite should keep French and Russian revolutions in mind; Collaboration between U. and Fire Dept. is part of a rich tradition
Modern intellectual elite should keep French and Russian revolutions in mind; Collaboration between U. and Fire Dept. is part of a rich tradition
I’m concerned here with the Latin which we speakers of English have appropriated and abbreviated, those little constructs we use every day, often incorrectly.
To live in a world of specialized roles is to be relieved of knowing or understanding exactly how our cars work or even how the tax code works.
The great thing about Greek and Latin texts is that they never stop making trouble — even for readers who have no idea about the ancient world in which they came into being.
As the recession continues, we hope and expect that the Princeton community will maintain need-blind admission as a fundamental principle.
The way that we talk about sex at Princeton is flawed.
When it comes to Princeton's environmentally-friendly efforts, we pursue efforts that are only viscerally “green” in a quest for good publicity and political correctness.
When we complain about Princeton, it helps to do so with modesty and perspective.
The University should attach a significant cost to printing in order to curb wasteful habits.
Environmentalism based on sound, defensible principles is a worthwhile investment in the future. Fake environmentalism, however, is a waste of everyone’s time.
The summer months after freshman year represent an opportunity, golden for its infrequency, in which we can act without the intention to impress.
Princeton students may have high SAT scores, but we are famously bad about getting things done on time — not that we seem much different from the rest of the human race in this regard — and it’s terribly useful to have a whole staff of people who regularly remind the rest of us when things are supposed to be done.
Eliminating plastic cups on the Street could save thousands of dollars and thousands of pounds of waste.
One morning, as Christine Brozynski was waking up from anxious dreams, she discovered that in bed she had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug.
With a small dose of academic distance, it became harder to identify the museum plaques, posters or exhibits calling for unity between Ghanaians and the African diaspora as anything more than marketing ploys.