The opinions in this box do not appear magically. For the last week, the editorial page editor has been responsible for wielding the pen on behalf of the The Daily Princetonian.
Remember second grade? How there was always that guy mixing his ketchup and mashed potatoes and orange juice into one revolting glob of vomit-colored mush?
Nearly half a century ago a famous essay by the scientist-novelist C.P. Snow, "Two Cultures," diagnosed a growing communications gap between scientists and humanists.
During Exams Period, I ran into one of my classmates from a small computer science seminar I had taken last semester.
Eating cereal in my kitchen one morning, over a year after my Princeton graduation, I had a sudden flashback to dining hall breakfasts freshman year ? a cornucopia of brand name cereals that seems lavish in retrospect, plus frozen yogurt to put on top of them and an endless supply of Diet Coke to finally eliminate all nutritional benefit of the day's first meal.
What if you turned on your television next year and came across a show called "My Best Friend is a Big, Fat Slut?" You would conclude one of two things: Either someone ordered a little bit more than basic cable, or Linda Tripp was being interviewed on "60 Minutes." You would probably not guess that you were watching the Oxygen Network, programming for today's woman.
Wide-eyed, we arrived as fresh-faced teenagers (except for the hockey team). Wowed by the gothic architecture of the catalogs, subdued by the bland escape of the lower campus, we ? former high-schoolers ? had finally come into our own.
What is President Tilghman's vision? Connecting the individual dots of her presidency ? the athletics moratorium, skepticism about Greek life, a desire to revamp freshman orientation and so on ? I think it's a good one.
Tomorrow, members of Princeton's Bicker clubs will parade around campus, banging pots, chanting and dousing new members in champagne.
While most of their classmates were on vacation or studying in Firestone, a few University students traveled to a freezing New Hampshire last week to support candidates in the Democratic presidential primary.
I'm excited about the start of my second semester at Princeton for many reasons. One of these is my freshman seminar on Dante's "Divine Comedy." Though it's a requisite for every student of Italian, I didn't read the "Comedy" during my exchange year because of the challenge 13th century Florentine poses to a nonnative speaker.
Ah, February, that magical time of year when sophomores' apprehensions about leaving their residential colleges develop into outright worries over how they will find nourishment next year.
Princeton has taken great strides in recent years to shed its traditional elitist image. Providing financial aid through grants along with the admission's increasing emphasis on diversity and nonacademic experiences are both indicators of the administration's intent to changing Princeton's reputation as a predominantly white-upper-middle-class institution.
I have a few suggestions for the Woodrow Wilson School's admissions committee. Professor Katz? Dr. Scovronick?
Is Prof. Fleming simply being naughty?Regarding 'The mad ABCs of BSE' (Jan. 19):Professor Fleming is usually one of the most lucid and clear writer on the campus, but would he please explain what he meant by "BSE was sufficiently repellant when it meant 'Bachelor of Science in Engineering.?' " Does he mean that he found one fifth of the undergraduates at Princeton are personally repellent.
Provost Amy Gutmann's appointment to the presidency of the University of Pennsylvania should come as little surprise.
We need your help.Today 25 new editors publish our first issue of The Daily Princetonian. After a term's hiatus, we just returned to our home at 48 University Place, where for decades student journalists used this newspaper to attack such injustices as the Vietnam War and discrimination against African-Americans and women.We enter our 128th year today, but it seems that the wrongs of former eras may have been more obvious.
Newsmakers are again making the news, and the British Left is in a state of consternation. They had hoped that the report of Lord Hutton, a British judge who has been conducting an independent inquiry into certain aspects of the run-up to the Iraqi invasion, would expose Tony Blair as a scoundrel.
This page is a bit different from the rest of the paper. That's not just because it's where the 'Prince's pages shed their neutrality.
An old 'Prince' editor couldn't have been more correct when he told me that only after 135 issues did he finally feel as though he had hit his stride.And now, 135 printings after our first a year ago, we, the 127th Managing Board of The Daily Princetonian, only now feel as though we are coming into our own.
