I had a discussion with an economics professor about the growing inequality of American society last year.
In his Oct. 13 column ('Kerry Promises Equal Opportunity'), Jay Saxon '05 takes President Bush's words out of context when he writes, "He (Bush) calls them (the rich) his base, the 'have-mores.' "The full quotation is this: "This is an impressive crowd: the haves and the have-mores.
This week, the world lost its most vocal advocate for paralysis research, Christopher Reeve.Reeve's injury profile is among the most devastating injury profiles in modern medical history.
The American economy is now growing at a rate most countries could only dream of, thanks to President Bush's tax cuts.
Young people will be a powerful force in this election. No one knows for sure just how many of us registered to vote in 2004.
The basic embodiment of "The American Dream" is simple: Work hard, play by the rules, you will succeed.
The University finally announced last week that it is finally getting rid of the position of Minority Affairs Adviser.
"A small liberal arts school in New Jersey.""Rutgers.""Butler College.""I don't."Let's play a game!
Princeton once had a very different political climate. There was a time when student demonstrations brought campus life to a standstill and forced shop closures on Nassau Street.
There are certain words whose very phonemes sound as foul as the things they denote: "herpes," for example, or "sigmoidoscopy." Not all are medical.
So you're probably wondering how you should be spending your Fall Break ? lying on the beach in Florida?
Regarding 'Princeton language style: Pequod' (Oct. 7):When James Robertson '91 chose the name "Pequod" for his little copy center on 6 Nassau St., the last thing on my former college roommate and current business partner's mind was that it might inspire a 'Prince' article.Short and to the point: In 1989 our business was indeed named after the doomed vessel in "Moby Dick." I was an English major, and Jim joined me in Professor William Howarth's literature of the American Renaissance class.
It's ironic that an election being debated chiefly on the issue of foreign policy draws me squarely back to West Virginia.When my absentee ballot arrived last week I immediately ripped it open, excited to finally have a hand in directing the destiny of my country.
In high school, Friday was a special day for me. Not because I was pumped up to play in that night's basketball game.
The Bush-Cheney campaign keeps labeling John Kerry a "flip-flopper," but if a change of opinion on Iraq shows indecision, then they should also accuse the American people of being flip-floppers.
Every semester we pay an inordinate amount of money for our textbooks, and every semester we fork over an equally ridiculous quantity of dough for those photocopies bound in heinously bright paper known as Pequod packets.One would think that after standing in line for what seems like hours to look up the codes of the packets I need, filling out packet slips and finally cringing as I pay for the silly readers, I would fill the mindless time wondering what Pequod means.
I was on a business trip with a Princeton classmate in South Florida a few days before Hurricane Ivan struck.
