I am multiracial. Or rather, I have no race. My father is a black immigrant ? his family is originally from Jamaica ? and my mother is a white native-born American.
Clarifying letter on how Israel should approach negotiationsThe following is a revised version of Matt Frazier '02's letter that appeared in the Nov.
Is there a race problem on this campus? At first glance, the answer seems to be no. Enrollment of minority students is on par with other Ivy League institutions, and members of different ethnic groups have created various organizations for cultural identification and self-expression on campus.
As the academic dean for the junior class, my conversations with students can be wide-ranging. Distress, however, is a common theme.
Why devote two weeks to the subject of race?Because it is one of the most difficult issues we face as a society, and as a university.
I have this amazing gift. I have the ability to tell if someone is racist. It's just something that I stumbled upon when I arrived on campus three years ago.
Ostrow's Israeli strategy reminiscent of 1930s fascist tacticsI was bemused and bewildered by Dan Ostrow '02's editorial in the Nov.
I didn't want to write about the Florida recount. Really, I didn't. In an ideal world, I would be regaling all of you right now with my take on the true spirit of Thanksgiving ? a spirit that calls, curiously enough, for the giving of thanks.
Last week was, to say the least, a very rough week for me. The running and planning of Senior Week, not to mention that whole "academics" thing that keeps getting in my way, have very nearly killed me and the other class officers.
My freshman year, I stepped foot on the Princeton campus prepared to encounter a sea of Caucasian, upper-class, preppy faces only to be pleasantly surprised by students from many ethnic, racial and financial backgrounds.The University continuously works on eliminating its non-diverse stereotype, and most members of the community applaud moves in this direction.
As 'Prince' columnist Jeff Wolf '02 rightly pointed out in the Nov. 15 issue, Princeton students should learn to write well.
There are few groups of people I rank as abysmally as telemarketers, those incessantly harassing individuals who phone me with a poorly written sales pitch for some product I have no need for.Confronted with the unfortunate reality of being rudely awakened by one of these individuals, I utter a prayer that the conniving businessman who dreamt up the idea of telemarketing spends eternity in the sixth circle of hell ? along with the Baha Men, authors of the current pop song, "Who Let the Dogs Out?"While procrastinating on my JP the other day, I griped to my father about the increasing incidence of these phone calls at Princeton.
A grimmer and grimmer reality is taking shape in the Middle East. Every day the body count soars higher and higher, and the chances for a real peace become slimmer and slimmer.
'Prince' lacks integrity in inappropriate handling of alleged sexual assaultAs much as it is the responsibility of University publications to inform students of daily occurrences on campus, we feel that in certain cases the 'Prince' goes inappropriately beyond the call of duty.
In his Nov. 16 'Prince' editorial, S. Karthick Ramakrishnan GS suggests "modernizing" the United States Constitution, not by pursuing the "minor" change of abolishing the Electoral College, but a "middle-range solution" of changing the internal structure of the United States.
Meet your average Joe. Joe's a philosophy major. You might not know Joe, but you can safely assume that he wears a lot of black.
As this election descends into melodrama, intrigue and sometimes just plain silliness, newspapers and other media outlets in the United States have begun to pick up rumblings across the Atlantic and the Pacific.
In the wake of our ongoing election melee, many international observers are surprised that the United States continues to cling onto a seemingly archaic system such as the Electoral College.
Words matter. Witness the stupidity attached to George W. Bush after he mispronounced so many simple words and grammatically botched so many basic sentences during the campaign.
For all those who have ever struggled to craft the perfect paper only to have it butchered by a professor's pen and bloodied with red ink, it is hard not to envy the Class of 2005.
