What doesn't kill me might maim me
Dean's Date is over. Woohoo. Now all I have to do is get through two more finals, and I'm home free.
Dean's Date is over. Woohoo. Now all I have to do is get through two more finals, and I'm home free.
Over the past several years, we have seen the sexualization of gender expectations in both pop culture and academia.
When you live in a city as large and overpopulated as Cairo, as I have this past semester, you see signs of poverty everywhere.
Last spring, the USG's Committee on Background and Opportunity (COMBO) did a survey to measure the impact of students' socioeconomic backgrounds on their experiences at Princeton.
Time: 2 a.m. Status: 17 pages to go, four in French. Location: Forbes kitchen. It's a faceoff. The unwashed coffee thermos stares up at me from the bottom of the sink.
I have heard it said that people at Princeton don't make friends; we make connections. This is a harsh mischaracterization.
Facts may be stubborn things, but opinions are more stubborn still. This is especially true of personal judgments.
The University's plan to distribute diplomas in the residential colleges this year reflects the importance it attaches to the communities that students and staff form in these colleges.
Walking to the Street a few weekends ago, you may have noticed a gigantic screen listing the names of people who are committed to owning what they think. A crusade against "character assassination" and "acts of ethical and intellectual cowardice," ownwhatyouthink.com is a petition created in response to the gossip site juicycampus.com. Since its launch on March 31, more than a thousand people have signed.
The Whitman dining hall was members only once again last Tuesday evening, but it was no ordinary College Night.
On the most superficial level, the democratic primary is about whether we'd rather have a female president or a black president.
U. should do more than pay lip service to grad housing needsRegarding "Cost, space issues burden GS housing," (Wednesday, April 30, 2008)Speculation about how the Housing Master Plan will affect graduate students has been widespread.
It's the first weekend in May and I'm in Philadelphia, doing one of the things professors do when not in class (rumors that we live in our offices are greatly exaggerated). Four times a year, the University of Pennsylvania Press publishes "The Journal of the History of Ideas" - a scholarly journal that draws contributions from classicists, historians, historians of science, literary scholars and philosophers.
The highlight of our spring has come and gone. I'm talking about Lawnparties: I Pledge Allegiance to the Preppiness Spring '08.
After a long summer away from Princeton, many students are eager to return to school. This year, they will have to wait an extra three days.